I was walking around today, and happened to be walking behind my best friend Greg from high school/college.  I haven't seen him in almost 20 years.  We were very close for a long time (probably 3-4 years), and I don't remember why we stopped talking, but I'm sure it was something stupid.  I've thought a few times over the years of trying to look him up, but I can't remember his last name.

So I'm walking behind him, and almost called out to him.  But then I realized he probably doesn't even remember me, and even if he did, why would he want to talk to me.

So I just kept on walking.

/sigh