At a show tonight I saw one person I went to grade school with. Two people I went to high school with. Two people I went to college with. One person I went to ad school with. And a person I went to camp with. I saw four people I knew, but those four people spanned across many lives. It was weird to see them all. Three of them together although two of them shouldn’t have known the third but did. One that pursued me, one that I pursued. It’s weird how people criss cross our lives and then when we don’t think we’ll ever see them again they come back for a moment. I only spoke to one of them, a few awkward words exchanged across the passage of time, but I’m happy I saw them, if only to bring their shadows back for a moment to remember what was, before they drifted off again.