I got you in trouble in high school.

Back to reality...

It was nice to have last week off to hang out with old friends, see old places, remember old times. Interesting that in just one year, they have become "old". When I pulled in to town, I felt misplaced, unwelcome, an outsider. By the time I left, I was three-quarters back. So many memories-still reeling from them a bit.

At the time, I didn't realize it, but most of the best memories of my life are in that town. Intoxicating.