Friday afternoon, a long lost friend called me out of the blue while I was getting my nails did for my sister-in-law's wedding. I didn't have time to chat with her really, but it brought back a flood of memories. Jazz in the Park at Cathedral Square, camping trips with boiling hot marshmallows and pretty horses, zombie bar crawls and a plethora of inappropriate conversations at even more inappropriate locations.
It made my heart smile, knowing this pal from my youth is still going strong in the city we love. I'm making some broad assumptions that we are in very different points in our life now. But hearing her sing-song voice and throaty laugh somehow triggered just a snippet of my youth to reappear. I don't have time or energy to have impromptu sleepovers after closing the bars or going dancing for 80's night at Mad Planet, but I can definitely swing some evening Chai tea and a chat.