A huge grin, with a little fear in my eyes

I met up with my friend Lyndsey for the first time (really) in over a year. She'd been following her dreams in Europe but unfortunately it didn't work out quite the way she'd planned and she felt she had to come home. It was so good to just hang out with her again. You see, we hadn't really just sat and talked since I started dating her roommate and everything went to hell. So of course now it's a little weird, the relationship (and breakup) that complicated a whole bunch of lives, for which I take full responsibility, is still sending ripples 3 years on.

But hey, one of my best friends from school is back in town and nothing, not even my immature awkwardness about past missteps, can keep me from being happy about that. I hope to see a lot more of her in the time she's in town.