On meeting old friends

A couple weeks ago, an old friend from graduate school emailed me and said he’d be in town and would I be able to meet him for lunch?

I said sure, and then I counted out the years and had one of those moments:

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Twenty years since I’d last seen him!

 

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Anyway. In the intervening years he married the woman he was dating when we knew each other, and had four children, and spent a lot of years in the corporate world. They’d had some ups and downs, but it was the story of a good life, and I was happy to hear it.

But I have to admit that living it would have put me to sleep. Which might explain a lot about my life.

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LESSONS IN MAGIC
A CERTAIN KIND OF MAGIC
THE IMPROBABLE ADVENTURES OF A MIDDLE-AGED WOMAN
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