Despite the fact that I had blisters (fashion over function- wrong choice) and was on my feet and sweating my ass off for 6 hours, it was nice to get away from the grind.
While at the festival, my friend informs me that the guy in charge of the whole shebang was an old "flame" of mine from college. He has his own marketing and promotions company (very successful) and has come a long way from playing in a band, smoking pot and sleeping until noon everyday!
Lo and behold, who comes rolling in on his Segway- yep! Can I just say, how awkward! There were a couple of uncomfortable words exchanged...hey, long time no see, married, kids... yada, yada, yada. But what was going through my head was more like... shit, he looks good, he's seen me naked and I hope I don't have pepper stuck in my teeth! Luckily, before I blurted out anything completely inappropriate, I was saved by the bell- his phone- business called and he was off.
It's so weird running into people from our past, especially love interests! What do you say? What do you want to say? Most importantly, what are they thinking? Am I the only one that falls into this trap of obsessing over the past when reminded of it?