Lost in OK

Well, the vacation is over. It has been wonderful and I am feeling livelier than I have in many months. It was wonderful to see my old haunts and good friends in Chicago. I had a wonderful life there and it was nice to take a nostalgic trip. However, I am ready to be back home and I finally have a good idea of where that is. It’s kind of weird, but somehow, even though I have been away for almost two years, I have still considered Chicago my home. I had convinced myself that my life was in some sort of time freeze awaiting my return to the big city. The fact is that my life moved on when I did. Time cannot be stopped by anyone. Even if I pretended to stop time, the world certainly didn’t. Well, I never was a quick study. However, it is nice to know that while Oklahoma may not be my final destination it is at least my current one and it’s not such a bad one at that.

Well, it was an interesting last couple of days. Tuesday, I had a spectacular dinner at probably my favorite restaurant on Earth, Rose Angelis. However, my affection for the wonderful food of this establishment is probably somewhat mixed up with the beautiful dinner companions that accompany me there. And that night was no exception. I hadn’t seen or spoken to Vicki in over a year but like all of my dearest friends, it was as if only been a day. I often think that the truest sign of friendship is this strange mystery of prolonged absences that don’t seem so. I think it has something to do with really having a connection of commonality that allows us not to worry that everything has changed since we last met. In any case, we caught up, drank a little too much wine and generally had a good old nostalgic time.