It's not too late.

So today was pretty nostalgic, for better or worse.  For one, I bumped into Emily this afternoon as Yardhouse, and it's been nearly four years since I've seen her.  She's still the same cheerful girl, and she asked if I still hang out with the group.  It's a shame that she eventually faded out of our group, but it happens.

And speaking of our group, Courtney called me today.  She sounded pretty troubled, and the reason was from a voicemail left by Sherman.  It was a pretty sour topic, but it was definitely one sided to say the least.  But because of this one voicemail, we were all able to actually "talk."  In all honestly, it's been awhile since we've had these types of conversations.  But it is nobody's fault.  Even though the voicemail caused a lot of angry reactions, I was glad it happened because I was able to clear a lot of things up with both Courtney and Sherman.  I was always hesitant to bring up certain topics with Sherman, but it all came out tonight.  I've never felt so satisfied rehashing some darker memories before.  Without getting it too deep into detail, I think we've became even closer friends tonight.