Confession

[seabird78]

I'm having second thoughts about going to my 10-year high school reunion this Saturday. I've already paid for my ticket, so I'll go no matter what, but suddenly the prospect of being surrounded a bunch of people who couldn't have cared less about my existence when I was 17 (save for a small handful) and who will probably not remember me now is not that appealing.

Maybe I should just accept my inevitable role as a wallflower, and realize that it's unrealistic to expect people to notice me when I give them no real reason to do so.

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I'm hoping it'll be better than I anticipate. As it turns out a girl who I really did like in high school, and who I have seen since, will be going, and she and I have been in touch about sticking together at this thing.

I've decided to simply keep my expectations low, and remember that I can always leave whenever I've had enough. At this point, I'm so damn curious about what happens at these things that I think I'll be regretful if I don't at least investigate. And I've talked to my editor at NewCity, and he agreed to consider publishing an essay about the experience (in the same vein as my pole dancer piece) should it be interesting enough to write about at length. So if nothing else, I may be able to make enough cash to cover the cost of my ticket....