It’s like someone pressed replay.
In the last several weeks I’ve either heard from, or run into people whom I haven’t seen in years. The first time it was interesting. The sixth time, which was last night on a walk in the nearby park, it was sort of mind blowing. It’s like a weird sort of family reunion, only it feels more like a review than a visit. I am bumping into everyone who’s played some role in my life, however brief; sort of re-living who I was then, and then, and then, and then… Parts of me I had forgotten are once again saying hello. Not all of these are welcome guests. I’ve worked very hard to extricate them and thought I’d never see them again. I was wrong. I may need a twelve step program; Addictions Anonymous.