Strange familiarity

I wondered how somehow along the line caught up in our own separate lives we lost touch. Phone calls and meet ups became fewer and further between. Cards were less personal and more just a way of habit and gradually we shared less and less of our lives with each other.

I wonder if that's really what will happen to some of my friendships now. We'll part ways, find new friends and move on with our lives.

But then one day, you'll catch a glimpse of something sparkling in the sand and although through time its been buried layer upon layer, all it takes is the tide to wash it away and bring it back up to the surface.

Like a forgotten gem.

There's something so familiar about old company no matter how many years its spent tucked away in the closet. That despite all the years you still know their phone number by heart. You fall into the familiar habit of checking your height against one another, only to discover you're exactly as tall as them as it was 10 years ago (though you may have grown an inch or two since then). And that they still care to remember the little things about you that you'd thought they'd forgotten.

Yes, old friends. Its nice to discover them once more.