ex-bestie

The other day I was on facebook (I'm back on facebook but have hidden most of my "friends" so I won't see their status updates, which simplifies things for me), and facebook suggested I add someone, and that someone was my best friend in jr high and high school, the venerable M.

She was extroverted, and I was introverted. We were both readers. She was an athlete, and I was an anti-athlete. Or maybe an aesthete! She was in AP classes--I had been kicked out of honors English as a freshman and booted off that track. And I failed Algebra II three times. But I was a poet who went to summer art programs. We were both passionate about the things we did. I was a zinester even then. Anyway, we had things in common and at the same time were very different, and we're even differenter now, it seems. She is fiery as ever, and I'm more like a turtle.

So we're in touch again! Last night we chatted for a long time, and we caught up, and she's coming to see me next week. She lives my side of the Bay Area. I hadn't heard from her in more than five years and thought she'd Quit Speaking To Me. But I guess it wasn't like that.