Dear Diary

Today I went to Athens to visit an old friend of mine. We go back by several years, to my first Thespian conference. I'd call her an old flame, really; we wanted to date each other, but the stars never aligned.

The drive was boring, but nothing compared to the ordeal of going to Statesboro; there were occasional torrential rains, but nothing too unbearable.

She'd changed a good bit from the last time I saw her; short hair now, and died a certain shade of red; a few of her piercings were gone; her garments and accesories reflected that she had turned to more of an 'Indie' type of style.

Of course, she was more beautiful than I remembered, as well.

We talked for a while, and I met her roomates. We went out for pizza at one of Athens famous eatreries, and it was pretty good. Watched 'Run Fat Boy Run', went for a walk, and generally just spent time with each other.

I am not very good at broaching the subject of intimacy; I am exactly shy so much as... reserved. I didn't quite expect any affection from her (I've changed as well over the years, and I am sure it was not for the better), but she favoured me with a parting kiss.

And so a good time was had by all =D