Anything But Gray

Seeing a friend of almost 20 years. Cool.

Seeing a carseat in the back of same friend's pick up truck and realizing that whoa….this guy that I've known since the 10th grade is all grown up with a wife and kid. Very cool.

Cruising our old stomping grounds with another friend, this one of about 19 years and hunting for another friend of ours, so very cool. Cruising the roads we've been down a thousand times before, laughing over old memories, talking about our "now" lives, is awesome. It's funny that a lot has changed in that town over the years, but enough remains the same that if an old song comes on the radio..one of our songs (and boy did we have a lot of them!)  comes on, I feel 17 years old again…driving around with Shelly, raising holy hell. lol

We wound up finding Steve (the other friend..:-) ) and we went over to his house and hung out with him for a bit, just talking. He told me to go look on his fridge. I go look and there is a couple of pictures of me and him up on it. I was surprised and very touched.

The comfort of old friends, the familiarity of your old stomping grounds and the realization that after almost 20 years, you still matter….it's a feeling that you can't really put into words. The best I can come up with is the Cheers song….

"Sometimes you wanna go/where everybody knows your name/and they're always glad you came"

Cheesy as it is….that's all that going through my head. And it just feels good.