Old Friends

can sometimes be the most intuitive.

I finally called her back today... after missing at least six calls dating back to Thanksgiving. I spent the first 10 minutes of the phone call making excuses... the same ones I've been trying to convince myself why I've been so out of it lately.

"I thought for sure you either fell off the face of the earth, or you were depressed," she said.

I didn't have an excuses for that.

It's just life, I kept thinking. Or is it?