I wonder what it must be like…

For those people who did not move alot when they were kids, teens or adults. You know, those people who still have friends from grades school, middle school, and high school. People that have a several decades long healthy connection to their friends. I wonder what that’s like.

I have a reoccurring dream where I go back to my old schools, and I remember every square inch of them, and can recall the names of my old friends and class mates. It’s weird. I still know 95% of the names of kids from sixth grade or below. Not very useful information to have rattle about in the skull. After all this time I can remember those grade school details, but I’ll be damned if I can remember the years in which I did almost anything else. Dates seem to escape me.

I have more to say about this, but it’s kind of a downer for a holiday Monday. So, nope, not today my old friend. I think I need to eat. Yeah- I definitely need to eat breakfast. Ciao Bella!

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