I bumped into somebody who I worked with a long time ago today. It was somebody who I became really good friends with but he is ten years younger than me, so when we left that place of work we never saw each other again.
I didn’t even recognise him as he was eighteen last time I saw him, and now he must be close to thirty.
But the feelings and the memories of a really weird time for me came flooding back. I was so tongue tied that I literally just stood staring at him, with nothing to say. And we were in the library and so after we went our separate ways, I drifted through the shelves not really taking in the books that I was looking at.
It felt a little bit ironic that I met him in a library as it felt like opening a book or a photo album. People are so powerful; they carry so much history, joy and pain.
I may never see that person again, but just those few seconds of contact opened up a whole world that I’d forgotten about. I’ll revel in that world for a few days and then I may close the book and forget about it for the rest of my life.
Goodbye 2012, it was great to see you again, but I’ll stay here now.