College Reunion

“It was so depressing,” said College Friend. “Everyone looked terrible. I didn’t even recognize people.”

“You made the right choice in living in California,” said College Friend’s girlfriend.

“People in California look younger…” I replied. “…healthy lifestyle mixed with narcism.”

I didn’t go to my 15th (damn, I’m old!) college reunion because besides the fact that it was across the country, I don’t have much to say to 90% of people my age. House? No. Job? Nope. Snoring during pregnancy period is visit for more viagra online france quite a common thing. However, you can find fast relief from your impotency generic viagra pill issues. Never disregard professional medical prices cialis advice or delay in seeking it because of something you have read herein. The approach for online levitra loved this the treatment depends upon the person’s support system, medical issues, frequency and pattern of alcohol consumption, and above all, the individual’s willpower. Husband? Hell no. Kids? Where would I put a kid in my studio apartment?

Skipping adult reality must be good for the skin…

“People looked like they were 50.”

“It doesn’t surprise me. People from college seemed 40 when we were 22…”

“It’s like they were trying to relive college. Like it was the best time of their life.”

When all else fails, at least college wasn’t the best time of my life. We talked about our college days and how lonely they were back then, and how better things are now.

Just for today, I’m grateful for my life.