So this is what it feels like when you begin exorcising old demons??
Erin and I spent yesterday walking around downtown Minneapolis before getting soaked in a rainstorm (It was in the forecast; what the Hell were we thinking??) Seeing where I used to live and spent a fair amount of time was reminiscent of a part of my life I’ve tried hard to forget, but seeing it again helped me realize that it wasn’t all bad. In fact, there were a lot of good things…which unfortunately got buried early and often by all the crap. Twenty-one years later, there’s enough emotional and physical difference (and I’m a much different person) that I could look at it all much more objectively…and it turns out there’s a lot I let slide by unacknowledged. I missed a lot of really good stuff because I wasn’t in a place where I could appreciate it.
Last night we had dinner in St. Paul with two close friends from college. I wasn’t really nervous about seeing them again, but I was wondering what one says to a friend after 31 years apart. Turns out that “Hi; how ya doing?” works just fine, because real friendship doesn’t fade with the passage of time.
I guess some lessons just take 31 years to learn, eh?
