Reconnections

I was inspired today by a blog I did a couple weeks ago where I mentioned losing touch with your friends. The reason I was reminded about it was actually a person. When I lived in Madison I had this friend named Casandra. We met in a (composition?) class at Herzing University and became friends quickly. We once went on an adventure around Madison in the middle of the night, getting lost several times, but also finding one of the coolest overlooks of the city there is. Casandra and I lost touch about three months before I left for Duluth, but recently she found me out of the blue and it was really nice to hear from her.