For research? Yes. To see my family? Yes. But purely for fun? Not so much.
And while there was definitely a business component to my recent trip to New York City, there was also a fair amount of fun up in here. (Yes, I did just write "up in here." I'm high on travel. Deal with it.)
Holy smoke! American Idol digression! Did that guy seriously sing an acoustic version of Paula Abdul's "Straight Up"???? Did that just happen? That was AWESOME!!!!
And... back to reality.
Now, would my trip have been remotely as much fun if I hadn't seen my college friends? No. But not just for the obvious reasons.
Yes, we reminisced about ye olde college days. Yes, we had a drink or two. Or, y'know... three. Or... what are you, my mother? Mostly, though, it had to do with remembering who we were, and sharing who we are. And with discovering that, ultimately, there's not that big a difference between the two.
I haven't spent a lot of time since college thinking about college. I went back once-- for Homecoming the year after I graduated-- and that was kind of that. Aside from... Wow, and this Michael Lynche person. I love him... I don't think I can watch American Idol while blogging anymore... anyway, aside from L & A, with whom I've been very bad about staying in touch, I haven't stayed at all in touch with anyone else.
(Unless you count Facebook. Which I don't, only because I never use it.)
The point is, I haven't thought much about my college identity since... well, since college. And the little I have thought about it... truth be told, I can't say I thought that highly of my then-self.
Oh, and I love how they're all getting behind the "Natural Woman" girl. She's pretty great, actually.
What I'm trying to say, if only popular culture would stop interrupting, is that seeing my college friends and talking to them about the "old days," somehow changed how I feel about college-me.
Discovering how my friends perceived me back in the day, and how they perceived themselves was fascinating. For one thing, each of us tortured ourselves with a combination of post-adolescent self-doubt and self-hatred. We all kinda thought we sucked.
But each other? Totally different thing.
We really liked each other. And admired each other. And looked up to each other.
Which is pretty cool. And makes me sad that I lost that for so many years.
So, what have I learned?
Must travel more. Must keep in touch with friends. Must keep in touch with self.
(Also, Ellen DeGeneres? Perfect fit.)
Have you kept in touch with college friends?