He also recognized me too but didn’t express the flash of recognition.<\/p>\n
As we walked passed each other on Valencia Street, I immediately recognized him. As he and two others in his group walked by, I stared and let my head turn as they walked by. Someone in the group said hi to me, probably to acknowledge my strange actions. But no reaction from the target.<\/p>\n
The target that is…was a high school classmate. Not a friend by any means. Or enemy. It was someone who had made fun of me, but at the time, I took it for attention because unlike everyone else, I was “recognized”. I don’t remember exactly\u00e2\u20ac\u201dbut I think that he made a name for me or wrote something taunting\/annoying\/interesting in my yearbook. And perhaps that’s why I remembered him and the others that “recognized me”. At some point, I remember finding him on facebook, noting that he was on the other side of the country.<\/p>\n
Then I thought nothing of him for years.<\/p>\n
In high school, I could recite the entire class by name. Everyone to me was known by their first name and last name.<\/p>\n
Yesterday as we passed each other…it was a strange moment. Why did I say anything? Did I have anything to say? Was there any reason to waste time? And I fretted about it for the following hour while at dinner.<\/p>\n
On the way back, carrying my leftovers, I passed him again. Oddly enough, I was carrying leftovers and he was carrying leftovers. This time, I did not hesitate and said his name, “Tyler?” And he responded with my name. We made small chat for less than a minute. And then I was satisfied.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
He also recognized me too but didn’t express the flash of recognition. As we walked passed each other on Valencia Street, I immediately recognized him. As he and two others in his group walked by, I stared and let my … Continue reading