Blasts from the past...

So I ran into two old friends today, one from my hometown, and the other from my last stay here in New York.

It's strange for me because in all the years of bartending I couldn't remember someone's name from two or three weeks before, but after 6 years I can pull a person's name out of a hat, and VOILA!

I've so far ran into almost everyone that comprised my last New York experience in the last three months. It's a great feeling, yet wierd when I compare it to how many times I've forgotten names with faces I would see each week in Colorado...

My recent run-in was with a fellow co-worker of the past. I was thrilled to see him because I can only think of what I was so many years ago. It seemed like a different life, like I was a different person.

I want to explore this part of my life; I want to find out what I've missed in the last few years.

But I guess that kind of how things go. I don't know how this holiday will end up.

We'll see...