There's something nostalgic about coming across old photos. Looking back at a time when my only concern was wanting to stay up late.

When I was younger I had met this kid in kindergarten, then I told people he was my "boyfriend" but let's get real those things don't count. But he definitely was my best friend. I spent every chance I could at his house. We split up as we got older, but now I work for his mother! Isn't strange how the world works and how sometimes people end up back in your life?