new connection

Some old friends were visiting town this weekend with their kids. I’ve known them nearly 20 years but the last time we actually saw each other was about five years ago as they now live out of state.

I find it amazing, in a wonderful way, that within an hour of saying hello they were asking me how I am. Not just “how was work?” but really, deep down, am I ok. This surprised me, most people I know don’t really want to talk about things. I’m still on a bit of a high from our long talks (and our kids really hit it off. One of their daughters was shocked to learn that my daughter was adopted. The possibility never occurred to them.)

I don’t think we’ll wait five years to get back together, this is so much better than sharing pictures on facebook. I think I could use google to find Oklahoma…

Here and now

from Holding Onto Strings Better Left to Fray:

I need to find some energy, I am worn the fuck out. I’m looking forward to a few hours with friends soon, and hoping for progress on some frustrating projects. Beyond that I’d love a glass of wine.

Bonus track (heard on my rock hard radio this morning) Thick as Thieves by Cavo.

We’ll never fall in line.
And walk the roads you followed.
We are the ones who rise.
Just open up your eyes.
Fight the hand that feeds you lies.
It’s time we make it right.
Don’t need a reason tonight.
So sick of waiting for something to change my life.

“Well, that’s like, your opinion, man.” ~ the Dude.