Was doing my normal run on town lake the other day, on a normal late after noon. I was passing one of the small bridges when I noticed a guy standing just below it. The man looked like a transient, but my mind locked onto the image of an old friend. A very good friend of mine from high school, who transplanted to Hawaii from Northern Canada, and ran into some trouble in his life along the way. Its been years since I have seen him, but last I was told he may not even be among us any longer. This man brought back his memeory with a rush of overwhelming emotion. I don’t fully understand what it did to me, but it was if I wanted to laugh and cry all at the same time. I almost wanted to stop and go back to see if it was him.
I want to never forget friends like him, seems the older I get the harder it is to make those kind of friends. He was a great artist, and I have been thinking of adding a new tattoo, think his art work would be a great way to never forget.
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