Chums

Today I am having tea with one of my college friends. I haven't seen her in nearly 20 years, and I'm looking forward to us sitting and knitting and sipping tea.

I used to think that people changed, that I had grown. Instead, I've realized that getting comfortable in my own skin is just that: not that I change but that I come to know who I am, how I am.

I saw another college friend two days ago and she told me that her memories of me when she first met me was that in my dorm room I had a neat stack of freshly ironed vintage handkerchiefs and that my dresser top "was arranged just so."

Apparently I was always this way.