I keep thinking about that reunion. Seeing everyone…and not seeing them, you know? Like they're the same but also completely different people. Did I peak in high school? Is that what this feeling is? I hate that I care. I hate that it matters. But it does. Goddammit, it does. Maybe I should just stay home. Pretend it's not happening. But then I'd just be sitting here, wondering what everyone else is doing. Wondering if they're wondering about me. It's a lose-lose. I need a bourbon. Doctor be damned.