A good book

 I go through phases of reading often and reading rarely.  I am about to transition into an "often" phase.  I know this because I am starting a new book.  My husband and I are reading a book together.  It is a nice bonding activity that we can do together rather than the lame things other couples do (drink and watch netflix after the kids are in bed).  Not that I am judging other couples... but I am.

And now, the explination

 A few years ago I had a friend who I spent a fair amount of time with.  We eventually fell out of contact, but then by a random change we came back together.  Shortly thereafter was a sexual encounter.

I am not sure why he popped back into my head, but he did this week.  So I tried to reach out to him.  It is still Sunday, and the only contact method I can find is a work email address, so I have not expected a reply yet.  It would be nice to get back in touch with him, mostly because I think that I would like to know that he is okay, last time I spoke to him he had a lot to figure out.

But, also for me.  I would love to know what caused him to resurface in my mind.  Hopefully a phone call will satisfy that.

I have grown

 It is amazing to come back to a place that you thought was gone forever.  I am so much more of a person now.  More experiences, and more wisdom.  Perhaps I had outgrown the notion that the whole word cared what I had to say?  But tonight I did some reading, of this blog.  It was like looking at old photos.

I encourage you, dear void where I imagine there is a reader, to look back at your old writings.  You might find some great things.