Recently I talked to my old high school friend who I haven't seen in many years. It was nice to talk to him. I spent some time reminiscing about my high school days. And then I realized something. I do not live in the past.
Some people talk about the good old days like they were current events. It is fresh to them. Not me. I have memories, mostly fond ones, but I have to work to remember those things. I find that I live in the present, and I am looking towards the future.
I left Prescott partly because I felt that I was being smothered by memories there. I moved here partly because I had no memories here.
Some people love reminiscing. Some love to talk about the past. Some people get comfort from remembering what once happened. I love to ponder what might happen next.
My 50th high school reunion was two years ago so I missed all of them. The 50th one might have been fun to attend. We have all reached an age where accomplishments and degrees are not as important as they once were. Old age is a great leveler of people.
The houses where I grew up are still there. A few of the people I knew growing up are still around the old home town. My aged mother still remembers those early days. I wonder what happened to all of the kids I went to school with. Are they still alive?
I would enjoy talking with some old friends. I am a lot smarter now than I used to be. It might be fun to visit on the phone. I do not see myself traveling to see any of them in person. At least not right now.
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