Old flame found me on Facebook

So an old flame found me today, on facebook. He has no idea that his name had come up in my journal recently. In fact in seven pages of my journal, which eventually took shape as a little short story about us (mostly facts, sprinkled with fantasy). But mostly facts. Not so much from need to write out ‘our story’ as it was an experimental attempt at memoir writing.

So towards the purpose of this ‘literary exercise’, when we spoke today, I wanted to get to know him all over again, so that I could recall the details more vividly, and document with more effect. It’s been four years, and though he rocked my world back then, I have no intention to rekindle things... even my memoir writing may not materialize to much, but I still like to reminisce, and I will continue to relish these memories… at least until the time has come to create new ones.