Where Everybody's Crazy

So it was a mate's wedding the other day - congratulations Dan! - albeit a mate I've only seen twice in the past ten years. Dan's a generous guy, generous with his time, and we spent an hour or so catching up even in the midst of his wedding celebrations.

I also caught another couple of friends from my school days; stories were swapped, memories were jogged, and friendships were rekindled.

But were they, really? I remember rekindling a friendship a few years ago, and after we'd caught up, we carried on with our separate lives; the situations that had bound us together all those years ago had long passed, and the roles we had for each other had been filled by others. Really, what happened was that idle curiosity was satisfied.

So anyway, I headed over to Friends Reunited, got myself all profiled up, and wondered all those people were who were supposed to have been at university with me. It's nice to think I'll catch up with them again. But I know, realistically, I probably won't.