OF A GOLDEN AGE

seeing an old friend after two and a half years is a more positive, but no less impacting, way of getting hit by a bus. i was knocked flat by sense memories and the small things that were different. there was also a surreality to everything, a disbelief that showed up in facial expressions and the tone of conversation. it is always good, though, to realize that things can be put on hold for so long and become just as comfortable and great again with very little lost, especially during the transient college period of our lives, when everything changes.

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