Now, this strikes me as funny, because early on when I was in Memphis, I met my buddy Aaron. On that day, we talked a long time and discovered that we'd both lived in Franklin, TN, for several years, but never actually met...even though I was good friends with his cousin! So, this makes the second time I have this sort of situation. I figure, any day now, I'm going to meet someone here who was in Seattle while I was there, and we'll know the same people but never actually have met.
This prompted me to go look up a few journals, today. Old friends from Memphis, who I know are on LJ. That just made me sad, though, because it reminded me that we never talk anymore, even though I've tried. Come to find out, there seems to have been something said about me (something I supposedly did), that caused a couple of those old friends to not speak to me anymore, and others to split their loyalties. Sadly, this means I have no way of getting through to them to try and clear things up, or make amends, or whatnot. It's been many years and many miles since then, and you'd think I might just not care...but you know me, I find that hard to do. I hate losing a friend, especially when I either can't understand why it happened, or can't fix the incorrect aspect.
Kinda rough to look them up and see that they are still active and speaking, but anything I say is apparently ignored, out of hand. I remember the days when me, sephtur, and hasturcubed all hung out, gaming, laughing, drinking, what-have-you.
*sigh* You can't go home again.