- Hey Rosetta!, Seeds
I have never spent nine hours in a car with anyone who isn't family. The first leg of our trip brought us to Montreal, and it went much better than I expected. I feared we would run out of things to talk about in a painfully awkward way, but we didn't. Parts of the route were driven in silence, yes, or with one or both of us singing along to something on one of our iPods. But any patches of sincere silence were comfortable - for me at least - and I really enjoyed that. When we crossed the border into Quebec, the scenery became completely gorgeous. There were lakes and rolling hills, and on a seemingly normal stretch of highway, the bare branches of every tree were coated in ice and positively glowing in the sunlight.
In Montreal, we spent the night with a good friend of Wrecking Ball's. Two people who went to high school with us were there too. It was really odd for me to be hanging out with any of them, because though we had shared many classes and activities throughout high school, we were never close. Indeed, I think the boy who plays guitar and I had not exchanged more than a dozen words before Tuesday night. It was strange. We spent some time reminiscing on memorable things that had happened in school, such as Guitar's Romeo and Juliet song for English 111, and the epic fail of a presentation that Eevee and I did about a play we read for French one year.
Talking with them made me wonder why I never considered them friends - why I never bothered to pursue a friendship with any of them. It feels like it would have been easy. I want to start trying harder to make friends with people. There is a girl that I work with - two, actually - whom I sincerely want to consider my friend. I won't let the opportunity pass the way I did with so many people back in high school.
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