Aw. I just friended an old friend. A school friend I used to love with a warm, admiring, sisterly delight.
And obviously through his page, I've just seen the faces of various other people I knew in school (I've kept up with feckin no-one really, considering the smallness of the world I live in). So right now I'm filled with a huge rush of the warm fuzzies, looking at the hardly aged faces of all these people I used to know and like and esteem, and love.
And even getting teary, looking at the photos of those faces then, impossibly fresh and unwritten.
I hated school, really, but the good thing was the friendship. It was co-ed obviously, and we had such fun, good clean nipple crippling fun. Ha. We learned to communicate with each other and laugh together and how to be friends. How to be pyhsically comfortable with each other. It was great, there was so much laughter. Even in our relatively dysfunctional class from broken and unhappy homes, we had a laugh.
I wish them all so well. Frosties and the Den and Pearl Jam and Home and Away. Ah, sigh.