Looking Back

I think this is going to be the trip-o-retrospective. It started already last night. I went down to Charleston to visit Jillian, who happened to be in town. Well, on a lark, I decided to call up an old friend to see if he wanted to meet for a drink. It was kind of weird, but not in a creepy way and not in a sad way. It was just different. Though I have never had any bitterness towards this friend, it was kind of like seeing someone you used to have bad feelings towards and seeing through the course of your conversation that you have moved to a different place. I think it's because he (along with a thousand other experiences) kind of represents a different time in my life--my life at Eastern and my first years as a teacher. I hadn't seen him since I moved away over 2 years ago. And, it felt good to chat with him. I've had such a bad feeling from Eastern for so long, it was nice to see some of that badness drop away. There was a lot of good there too, don't get me wrong--I just stayed there for too long, hoping that things would never change because they were so good. Now, a lot of that bitterness I felt at the end of my time there has faded.

reflective,
RL