Time Flies (2) In my previous post, I wrote about my early childhood and how remeniscing about my past made me feel both nostalgic and excited. The next stage in my trip down memory lane is dedicated to my best childhood friend. His name is Eric. We fell out of touch some 25 years ago when his parents decided to move to a different region where his deaf sister could attend a special school. As luck would have it, he got in touch with me recently through Facebook. I have a vivid recollection of all the wild adventures we planned together, like sailing around the world or travelling to the North Pole with a dog-drawn sled. Unfortunately he now lives in Canada which makes it difficult to meet face-to-face. Still, I hope that one day we will reunite and catch up! Sometimes I wonder whether he has changed with time or whether we still share the same dreams we had as boys. Maybe I shoud just book a flight to Canada after all!