Noticed a young man staring back at me today. An old friend from the past. I smiled back at him. There was nothing to say. A lot has happened since we last saw each other, but there was no need to catch up. We lost contact and it was for good reasons. I grew up and he never did. Still trying to accomplish all of the things I promised him I was going to do, for me, for him. “It was good to see you again, bro.” he said. I nodded. Before I left he said one last thing “Clean your fucking bathroom mirror, it’s got toothpaste and shit all over it. By the way, don’t shave your face again, you look like a fucking idiot.”
Note to self: Do not drink wine and decide to give yourself a trim.