We're Gonna Make It After All....

This weekend I got a reminder that next summer is my high school reunion. Less than a year to get a life.....but really, I am no longer in touch with anyone from my school, except one kid a few years younger than me (see previous post).

The last time I saw them was after grad school. We did the usual central Minnesota thing and sat around their house and drank while watching TV, then went out to the bars.

On one of those nights out has some moments which are forever ingrained in my head and remind me of what I left back home. A girl who ignored me through most of high school was, upon realizing that someone different was at this bar after months of talking to the same people, suddenly my best pal. Another guy, unmotivated to do anything in his formative years, upon hearing of my tenures in Chicago and the Bay Area, told me "That is cool. I want to go to Seattle." I thought, "Hold on a second Cobain....do you even know where it is on a map?"