Who Needs Time In A Bottle?

For a few months now, time has turned back for me, never mind gotten stuck in some bottle somewhere...

People from my past have reconnected, and in some cases we've even managed to catch up in person. Pretty cool. Had dinner with an old pal last night as a matter of fact.

Funny. So many of them remember me in my prime - athletic, popular, charismatic, fluent in 16 languages, a full head of hair that would have made Rapunzel jealous, a natural musician that could play any instrument put down before me, poker champion, Spelling Bee grand master, amateur astrologist, Popsicle stick engineer, algebra tutor, juggler, and pet psychic.

I wonder if they still see those gifts in me when I pass them their order from the drive-thru window??

Chow for now!


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