Friday, November 30, 2007

More people are tracking me down.

More people are tracking me down.

I suppose it's a testament to just how pervasive online social networking has become, but I've had A LOT of people from WAY back in my past start to find me recently. Some find me through this site, others through MySpace, and a few just sort of stumble across me on Chicagoist, not even realizing who I am until they read my bio and peep my name.

Now, I'm the sort that remembers the past fondly, and tend to get sentimental over what fragments I can remember. I say fragments because honestly, for a span of time, that's how my memory sequences things. Often I completely forget people I hung out with on a daily basis until something comes along to jar that memory and unlock a fragment that had been hiding.

So when people from my past start popping up, and talking about other old friends, I love it. More of my memory returns, and the picture becomes more vivid. This might be hard to believe to some whom have heard stories about my years in Normal, IL, or my early Chicago years, but often things were even weirder than I usually remember. So when I say vivid, let's say something goes from Technicolor to full-on Surreal when my memories engorge and fill with various fragments that had previously been suppressed via poor recollection.

So, old friends, I hope you keep stumbling back across my path ... maybe one day I'll run into enough of you I finally remember everything from my past and can avoid making some of the same stupid mistakes!

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