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That is what I did tonight.
On one end of the table was one of my oldest friends, and the only other guy who has shared (or should I say endured) a living space with me as long as the man I am married to, who was sitting at the other end of the table. It was great, more than a little funny, and it left me reflective. You really can’t be anything but 100% yourself when you are surrounded by the people who know you the best and know you at your worst. It is both liberating and a little unnerving.
Thus far the last 6 months have been very “This is your life” for me. I’ve spent time with friends and relatives that I had not seen in years and gone over memories I have not thought about since they were made.
There's been a parade of the past floating through my life and it's all been very... um... educational.
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