A treasure returned
When I was not so young and still relatively ’stupid’, I parted with a very precious object. I gave it to someone who at that point meant very much to me. It was an exchange you know- ‘I give you something precious that belongs to me and you give me something precious that belongs to you.’
Well it has been some time since we parted ways and he still had that precious something. After letting him know in clearly stated words that I needed it …. nay wanted it back, it finally reached me 2 weeks ago.
Big B very kindly agreed to play courier boy. We met up after AGES, for coffee at CCD. Conversation ranged from books to the good ole’ days at Xavier’s to the events surrounding my treasure. If felt good to spend time with someone who has been an integral part of my life for so many years. Thank You for all that you’ve been to me.
