Lint!
an old friend found me on instant messenger tonight. ahh the power of the net. apparently i'm a very hard person to find. it got me thinking as to how many friends or would be buds i've lost because of my endless nomadic lifestyle. it also bears the point that despite all the times i've moved, how many people still keep in touch with me. not many. and i don't think any have gone as far as to track me down. the effort alone is enough for me. we didn't speak very long. when you get reaquainted with anyone you haven't heard from in a while, you'll always wonder about how ya lost touch. who's fault, why, when? but you'll never forget the hellos, the way you met, and the funny things in between. it's hard to cram a few years into one conversation. even if we lost touch again starting tomorrow, that hour we had is going to be enough to hold me over till next time.