Our reunion was quite well organized and a bunch of friends showed up. I hadn't been to the school in years and lots of new buildings had been added. Actually, the auditorium where it was being held did not exist when I was there. Neither did the computer lab... Ok, it's been a few years. The girls were mostly recognizable except for the ones with different hair colour. I couldn't reconcile myself with their new faces. The way people walked was a dead giveaway, which was a surprise. I suppose you don't think of altering the way you walk... The voices were the same.
The people I talked to seemed wiser, more self-assured (not surprising since I last saw them as teenagers) and, on the whole, the same at their core.
I read an article in the local paper reporting a study that showed that what you do in the defining years of young adulthood defines the rest of your life. Someone who is very active into sports will keep that; someone who takes up music will keep that love too. I guess our good or bad habits cristallize at that age. Food for thought...
English Cucumbers
10 months ago
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You just nailed it. I spent most of my teenage years wondering why I couldn't be a better musician, and what do you know, that's what I'm still doing :-)
I suppose you guessed that the other past time of mine was a self-cynicism.
Sigh...
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