At some point of life you might meet / want to meet old friends, with which for some strange “life” reason you might sieze to call / want to call… Today I met a dear old friend of mine from the army. Old things we fight usually the same, struggle to live and enjoy it not always working out. But we had a good lunch eventually for strange reason he forgot to pick the wallet, so I paid for the lunch – a reason to meet again π Talked about things, was nice!
