blast from the past
today i went to the store to get some groceries and ran into my best friend's father. i have known my best friend since i was 4 years old and we were friends up untill we were 16. i haven't seen or heard from him since. guess you could say we're not best friends anymore. i really don't know why he stopped talking to me or what the reason for not hearing from him in so long is all about, but i really do miss him. we had some really good times. his parents were like my second family and his house was like my second home. it was kind of nice talking to his dad again. but even though they were like a second family to me, and his dad was quite a familiar face at one time, seeing and talking to him again after all these years felt as if i were looking into the eyes of a total stranger...