So, I just read over my high school reunion's web page.

I'm depressed.

I have a respectable education from a respectable institution. I am gainfully employed.

But I'm depressed.

I'm not sure why, but I think it's something to do with reading about all of the change. It's not the accomplishments, really. It's the change.

People are married. People have children. People have moved far, far away.

One girl had the nerve to say in her bio, "I don't really remember high school, or many of you. It all seems so long ago. But I hope all of you are happy and enjoying life, as I am."

Jennie, no! Jennie, how can you not remember us? I remember you. I remember you even though we weren't friends. I remember that you were nice. I remember that you were always smiling. I remember that you had brown hair and freckles. Now you're married and have twin daughters and you live in Maryland. California and the VHS Tigers are just distant memories. I can't believe that.

It's sad, Jennie. It really is. It depresses the hell out of me.

It reminds me that time is passing by, and passing too quickly.