oh jebus. The mexican just emailed me for the first time since Xmas, 2005. How very random.
His email, verbatim, reads:
Hi Namechange...
I was thinking about you recently. You appeared in a few dreams of mine. I don't recall exactly the content - but it made me realize that I wanted to say hi to you... I'm living in SF, have been working at my job for just about a year. The job has been good but also pretty darn hard - lots of challenges working directly with people on a daily basis. They push us hard... Well, lately my spiritual life has gotten much stronger. I still struggle with anxieties at times, but I feel I am on the verge of really amazing things. I hope you are well... Thank you for reaching out to me...
The Mexican
What a bizarre email. Definitely welcome, nice to know I wasn't forgotten entirely (just mostly)... an absolute cold sweat went through me when I saw his name, fresh and bolded in my inbox. How utterly bizarre.
I have one of those "Magic 8 Balls" that were all the rage in the '90s. It sits on our coffee table and I never touch it. One day, not long ago, I grabbed for it and asked, "Does the Mexican still think of me at times?" 8 Ball let me down with the most vague answer possible, "Without a Doubt". Useless; I couldn't have given myself that answer.
I followed up with another question, "Is the Mexican in a relationship right now?" 8 Ball let me down a second time with yet another vague answer, "It is likely". Again, no help at all.
That wasn't long ago. It's actually really weird that he's emailing me. I'm shaking my head in confusion.
Seriously.
