Yeah, woke up 3 hours ago and couldn’t sleep. So I turned on my aging desktop to attempt to clean some hard drive space. I wound up coming upon a host of emails from ’95-’96, and I’m having rush of memories.
This was a not so great time in my life, but my friends helped me pull through some nasty sh*t. Many of the emails I came across were ones that meant enough for me to actually keep them. What has made me pause is that most of these emails came from people that I’m not in contact with for one reason or another.
I do this from time to time. I’ll find something that takes me back to times of old, and I’ll wonder why things happened the way that they did. Inevitably I’ll write it off to growing apart or whatever conflict may have happened, but there’s always a period of remembering how things were. In today’s case it a odd mix of bitter, fond, and even gut wrenching.
Hubbard and Cravens take me away!