Time moves so fast, I can hardly believe I’m 27 now. Today I was reminded of that when a card came in the mail announcing my 10-year high school reunion. Has a decade gone by? Actually, I’m kind of glad it’s almost ten years behind me, it wasn’t a good experience, and is pretty meaningless in the big picture. I haven’t talked to my high school buddies on a regular basis since the summer after HS, and probably never will again. Since I can’t come up with a good reason to, I’m not going to my reunion, and I don’t regret it.