Memory

I shared a memory with a friend the other night over delicious cheese and several glasses of wine. The more I've relived that memory in the week since, the more real it's become. I love experiences like that. The kind that really affect you when they happen but continue to do so for a full decade after. A two-minute window of life that really gets you in the gut once and then brings you to your knees a thousand times after. A friend who can orchestrate that sort of emotion in me from a thousand miles away without even realizing it is a true friend indeed. Perhaps even a friend of my soul; not just of my mind.

I miss you, Rob. Thanks for the sunflowers.