More reminders of the historical me.

It was nearly a decade ago that I left my California home to return to Washington. Between then and now I have not done very much to reconnect with very many of my friends from that time... an error which was definitely unnecessary and somewhat saddening. Perhaps it is not entirely bad, though, as I have to think it has emphasized my enjoyment of the relatively few instances where I have had the opportunity to reconnect with any of the friends of said past life. It is so far behind me that it can feel somewhat like a different life, whenever we reminisce about any of the people or events we remember so fondly, and I think I am quite glad to have a habit(such as journal-keeping) that can help me really dig into some of those memories a little better. Memories are all we really have when it comes to our pasts.