A Walk Down Memory Lane (Intro)

I never thought I'd ever see this guy again. But there he was, standing in front of me, waiting for my next move. What could I say other then a polite greeting? He knew me. He's known me ever since I was 17. So why couldn't I say anything other then a dumb dorky "Hi!"?

Why did I feel so nervous?

*Inspired by old diary entries

Started December 2022