Think of Something Good…

This week: Hor­rid pain and fibro fog. Unex­pect­ed $420.80 in car repairs. More has­sle from the finan­cial aid depart­ment. $2–3k less finan­cial aid than I was sup­posed to get, and none of it paid to ME yet.

On the nicer side, I think that an old friend I want­ed to recon­nect with tried to join the Atlanta Freecy­cle list. Bar­ry is a good guy, and I’d just like to intro­duce him to the fam­i­ly and chat. I’m hop­ing he’ll answer my email. We were in touch via email briefly a cou­ple of years back, but then his email went into per­ma­nent bounce mode because the mail­box is full.

I’ve been think­ing of old friends a lot late­ly. I got an invi­ta­tion to my 20th high school reunion, which will hap­pen this Octo­ber. I’m OLD!

I vol­un­teered to help locate some of the folks who are list­ed as “miss­ing.” I’ve already found a cou­ple of them.

One per­son who isn’t list­ed as miss­ing is Melis­sa Bon­ner. I’ve searched for her sev­er­al times in the past, won­der­ing what became of my best friend from mid­dle school. We drift­ed into dif­fer­ent crowds in high school. As anoth­er friend said, she’s prob­a­bly split­ting atoms or teach­ing col­lege somewhere.

There are oth­er peo­ple I’m curi­ous about, but I’d real­ly like to sit down and vis­it with Melis­sa and Bar­ry for a few hours, at the very least.