Once upon a time, I lived on another planet. On that world, I had responsibilities that I fulfilled cheerfully and with boundless energy, and I was well rewarded. I also had friends with whose company I enjoyed. More amazingly, they liked spending time with me. I feel almost like the same person I was there, on that other planet, but I really donít have much in common with whoever that was.
Itís been a long time since I visited that planet. Itís been a while since I even thought about it, but it came back to me today, as I reconnected with an old friend from that time of my life. He moved out of the area several years ago, and weíve mostly been just missing each other on line these days. It was good to hear from him. His life has never been better than it is now. (Mine isnít too bad, either, but I have so many happy memories of the old days.)