I found a bunch of letters in an old tin box today. These were letters mostly from 1989 and 1990. A few were from my Maw Maw (who has since passed away) - it was nice to be able to read her handwritten letters. They also had a few notes from my Paw Paw (who is still around) - in one of them he told me not to go to New Mexico Institute of Technology because it was too far away and I wouldn't be able to see him. Now I live in Monroe and it's once in a blue moon that I can see him. I need to give him a call tomorrow to see how he is doing.
Most of the letters were about the byzantine workings of high school from my friends at my old high school. It's odd how I seem to have a lot of letters, but they all seem to end in 1990. I'm not sure what happened - did I just collect the letters up until that point or did something happen? I really don't know. It was also interesting to try and figure out what I had written to them based on what they wrote - apparently I must have exaggerated my social life (i.e. lied completely). A lot of them end with "friends always", but sadly I haven't talked to many of them for 19 years. I also discovered that one of the letters appears to indicate one of them wanted to date me - I know I didn't realize it at the time (I've always been pretty clueless about how people feel about me). Had I known then, my life very likely would have been different to some extent, whether positively or negatively I do not know. It makes me wonder, though - if I just didn't have an idea of what was going on then, who's to say that I do now?
Addendum: The ruling on the field stands - apparently I shouldn't try to decypher scratched-out text late at night. It turns out that the letter was an attempt to get me to influence one of my friends to go out with her. So enlightenment revoked.