Two old pals from undergrad, who haven’t seen each other in nearly a decade (give or take a few years), walk into a bar… well, actually, we walked into a Neapolitan pizza joint, but who’s counting? Fast forward three and a half hours of non-stop banter, and we still weren’t done! How do you cram all the chaos of life into such a short window? Somehow, we picked up right where we left off, as if it was just a few days since we last caught up in NYC—not a whole decade. It felt as natural as binge-watching a show you love and didn’t realize how much time had passed.
And just when I thought the reunion couldn’t get any wilder, boom—a video call with Anton (!!!) – the guy I haven’t seen in at least 22 years! Wait, what? It was like time had played no part, the conversation flowed like we’d just had coffee last week. We barely scratched the surface before time was up, though!
Had an absolute blast hanging out with my wonderfully insane classmates. Best. Reunion. Ever.
