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This week I ran into a girl I've had a crush on for the longest time when we were teenagers. Haven't seen her in 14 years. I thought (after several relationships and a few other crushes, plus that many years) that I have moved on and forgotten her, that she's just a pleasant distant memory now. Well, let me tell you, once I heard her voice it was like these 14 years never happened and I was my teenage self again. All the memories, feelings came to the surface. We spent like 3 hours walking around the city, reminiscing on old times, telling our respective stories of what happened to us during all these years. All the while I felt like all the time up to this point I had been asleep, just going through the motions, and only now I have woken up, feeling of nostalgia washing over me like spring summer sunbeams at seven in the morning when you sit on a saturday in the kitchen, alone, slowly drinking tea and listening to birds chirping outside. This brief encounter revived something in me. When we parted, she suggested we might repeat this walk, to which I enthusiastically agreed. The next day I contacted her, but she was busy. Unfortunately, I haven't heard from her since. Part of me feels down now, but another part is grateful for the revived memories, the sweetness of nostalgia, and a real, genuine, warm human interaction.
