Have found a bunch of old friends on Facebook.com and in particular a group under the title " I Used To Hang Out at Market Square". An old boyfriend, who must have a chest-full of old photos, posted this picture of me. We're looking at 18 years ago here! Has that much time really passed by? I think of those days and how young I was (and how old I seemed), but today I still feel as though I'm still just getting started in this world. Time is a very strange thing.
