Reconnecting... in an isolating age

It's funny how reconnecting with people can make you really think about your life. In the past couple of months, I've reconnected with people from all sorts of random parts of my life -- ranging from high school to college to internships to friends of friends to friends of ex's -- and even my own roommate, if that makes any sense at all.

And it's nice. To catch up, to see where life has taken them, to see how as cheesy as it's true -- 'the more things change, the more they stay the same,' at least between people, and within people, in their core.

And while its always inspiring to reconnect and revisit with the people I admire and respect, it also makes me a bit sad that circumstances have led our lives to diverge and that reconnection happens so rarely. But I guess that's what makes it all the more exciting when it does.

It also makes me wonder, though, how people think that I have changed over the years. In the bubble of deluded self-understanding that we live in, it's always interesting, and sometimes somewhat of a shock, to hear what others think of you or how they perceive you. Recently, a few people have told me of a very random assortment of things that remind them of me. It's funny to think about and impossible to 'figure out,' but it did made me think of all the weird associations/reminder connections I've made between people and various things or people at different times.

Man, I miss people... Memory is a crazy yet powerful thing...