An old friend came by the shop today. 

Sometimes that can be uncomfortable.  Past lives, past loves, the good old days and the not-so-good old days all sprung unexpectedly into your day.   

Instead, we talked about the present, the now of our lives, and what we wanted for the future.  It was nice.  It was like our past was there, but it was in our back pocket, not the foreground.  

Thank you, old friend.  It was nice to see you again.