Mar 01, 2009 12:05
There are worse ways to wake up then with the sun shining on your face after having a pleasant (if bitter-sweet) dream. I dreamed about an old friend of mine from elementary school called Gerro. He was nice, helpful and a good friend in the dream, I wouldn't say much about how he was in elementary school because... well we were ten. There were good reasons (for that age at least) we weren't friends after that and we never had reason (or motivation) enough to patch up afterward. A pity I suppose, since it's usually not a bad thing to make friends but perhaps for the best. I think our lives are likely to have taken different paths entirely.
Meeting friends seems to be a theme this week as well. Besides the usual thinking about the friend of mine that killed himself (very bothersome, to say the least) I also met another old friend on the bus on Friday. He wanted to become a helicopter pilot when we were in high school but has fortunately decided to go into a safer kind of business. Something about arranging meetings, he's the guy who makes sure the accommodations are nice, the food is done well etc. He seems to be quite happy in his new profession, although I wouldn't be my usual self if I didn't wonder what he wasn't telling me verbally. Maybe he's wondering about if his life could be a bit more exciting.
Hmm, well that should be more then enough for the early morning. 12:22 now I think I'll write a more exciting LJ post later on, I just wanted to write this memory down before I forgot it.