Chris (conjurdude) wrote,
Chris
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lyric for the evening...

"Sometimes at night, I see their faces, I feel the traces they've left on my soul...And those are the memories that make me a wealthy soul." -Bob Seger, "Travelin' Man"

I had a great little chat with a buddy from college online tonight. Saw him for the first time in a few years in May at my old professor's memorial service in Chicago.

I miss a lot of my college friends terribly, so whenever I get a chance to talk with them, I take it. But I've gotta admit it's bittersweet. It's great to talk with them, but it hurts that the odds are that we're just going to keep growing apart as the years pass. I've already lost touch with too many people.

Since I'm of the opinion that your friends are the universe's way of making amends for your family, you can understand why I'm not thrilled at this prospect.
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