It’s always interesting, I find, to run into old acquaintances, long lost friends, and the like. The last few times this has happened, I’ve noticed that I seem to have much to talk about with the folks I wasn’t really that close with previously; as impromptu reunions unfold, in coffee shops or on park benches, I can’t help but think it funny that in this one chance visit, five years since we last crossed paths, we exchange more words than we ever did during the ten-or-so years of acquaintance during public/high school. Maybe the words accumulate as the years go by. Maybe time makes us better people, turning some of us into folks we actually wouldn’t mind chatting with for a while. Whatever the case, a little nostalgia can go a long way.