Yesterday I had a lunch date with a friend. A friend I had not seen in over twenty-six years. You read right; twenty-six years. Yes, I am old. Or at least felt like it when the waitress leading us to our table turned around to say: "I wasn't even alive 26 years ago!" when my friend mentioned how long it had been... Ouch!
We found each other grace à Bacefook. Since I was at a client in her town, I asked her if she wanted to do lunch, for old time sakes. She did. It was fun to see her, she hasn't changed. We tried to catch up quickly, after all I was only on lunch, billable time away from my client. After the ackward moment at first, we went on as if those past years weren't that many. It was a pleasant encounter; one we promised to redo soon.