So yesterday, as part of my day off (see previous post), I'm cleaning out part of the ManCave, when I stumble across an old notebook I used back when I thought I could be a songwriter.
In the back of the notebook, what do I find but the phone number of my first college girlfriend, who probably could be described as my first love.
It's been years since I've spoken to her, and while I don't miss her in a "Must have you back" sort of way, just the sight of those ten digits made me a bit nostalgic.
This kind of thing happen to anyone else?
In the back of the notebook, what do I find but the phone number of my first college girlfriend, who probably could be described as my first love.
It's been years since I've spoken to her, and while I don't miss her in a "Must have you back" sort of way, just the sight of those ten digits made me a bit nostalgic.
This kind of thing happen to anyone else?