I got a phone call today from a woman who was in my class in secondary school. Someone else had given them my number and she wants a bit of help setting up her laptop for a wireless Internet connection and various other bits and pieces. I’ve always kept my school days at arms length and always spurned school reunions (I have always been a very private person and as my school days were not a great experience and much of it is now gone from my memory I have little interest in revisiting them). In fact an awful lot of long ago is kind of lost to me and coming across people from those years can be a little unnerving for some reason.
Anyway she didn’t dredge up any school specific memories as it seems she also was not a great fan of those years but we did manage to have quite a long conversation (alright she talked and I listened) about a wide range of subjects though mostly she was concerned with putting the world to rights. I’m a little nervous about meeting her. It’s silly really but the person I was then is not the person I am now and frankly it was all so long ago it feels like a different universe.
Luckily I tend to think I’m very good with 1st meetings in the same way I’ve never been bothered by job interviews(one of those ‘skills’ that I doubt I’ll ever need to use again). I also have this thing about all that ‘so what do you do, what have you done’ status comparison chit chat and prefer to deflect a lot of personal enquiries. I’ve always been a tough nut to crack that way and have always been tight lipped around spilling my life story at the drop of a hat.
Next week is a mixed bag of experiences including bit of travelling, a last hurrah, an anniversary and a bit of time in hospital. I’m nervous about it with no real reason to be. It’s a few weeks of reflection. My partner and I will be reflecting on another milestone in our relationship and wondering where the years went.