I talked to an old friend today. I feel like I have to tell people. Somehow not saying anything is making it not real, and it is real. She had quite an interesting idea. She thinks I should take up something I have never tried before and become highly skilled in it. But what? If anything sounds slightly unusual I am all over it. Maybe I will find a place to take piano lessons or something. Take up guitar again (may as well, seeing as I do have one). Yeah, that's it. Ok, it's something I have done before, but still. Anything musical has been a daunting idea to me. I am tone deaf and have been told I dance like a "Dying Rinocerous" (Thanx Q.). Yes, I know I spelled that wrong, but I'm too damn lazy to look it up.

It was nice talking to her again. We speak infrequently and always say we'll keep in better touch than we do. But we can always pick up. I don't know if we can ever be as close as we once were. I have never had that sort of friendship before or since. We literally could read one another's thoughts at one point. We used to speak in stereo. It's interesting, because our backgrounds probably couldn't be more different. But I have never had another connection like that to anyone. It is hard to put into words. And as much as we have gone up to two years without contact at a stretch, our lives and our goals and dreams have moved on parallel tracks. We still think the same way and I have a feeling if we lived around each other we would still have that bond.