Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto...

I've been listening to an 80's radio setting online and am having a great time reminiscing. I love how music can immediately transport us to an entirely different time and place in our lives. It really does make a person stop and think about the people who meant so much. It got me thinking that I ought to take better ownership of my past; both to the events that took place and the people who stood by me, even if only for a little while.

It’s rare when life’s ever changing circumstances hold us tightly together... weddings, children, geography and quarrels – all causing us drift little by little. For some, these happenings are a simple speed bump along the way; you still reach out when you have the time but you now find that time is just not as ample as it once was. Those kindles still burn ~ maybe just a little milder now.

What about those friendships, though, that not only drifted - but fell right out of existence? Was I drained of the energy it took to nurture them or was I just too lazy? I realize that not every friendship is meant to be long term, but there are some that just stopped - much like a book being closed when there were so many pages left to read.

I’ve been thinking a lot about those people who I no longer have regular contact with. I wonder how they're doing; how they've changed through the years and if they ever think of me. I think often about touching base. On one hand I am fearful that my attempts would be met with confusion and pity but on the other hand I say go ahead and scoff if you must, but know that you're fondly thought of whenever I hear "Putting on the Ritz", "Total Eclipse of the Heart", "Candle in the Wind", or most anything from Madonna.