Back when the only thing that mattered was when it was time to go outside and play, when my friends would get home from school, or maybe how many slugs I had seen that morning, slowly sliding across bricks and the garden ground. I wonder, how many blueberries does Ms. Faith has growing on her bush today? It's pretty big. Her garden is so beautiful...

I wonder how Kathleen and her daughters are doing. I wonder how are any of my old friends doing. Not like I could ask. Not like I'll ever be able to ask.