\Catching up seems to take a lot more time, but it's worth it\
Lindsey Kuglin Catching up with old friends is always a wonderful thing.

Too often, too much time has gone by, and too much has happened in life to even begin to catch up. There is so much to talk about that you don't know what to say. However, that definitely was not the case last weekend, when I had the chance to meet up with the three girls who lived in the adjacent apartment and my former roommates from my last year of college.

Two of the girls I hadn't seen since my wedding in 2006, and the other girl, it had been well over two years.

Now these girls weren't the regular "borrow a cup of sugar" neighbours. It was like an extended apartment. We kept our doors wide open a lot of the time, we came and went in their apartment as we pleased, and they did the same in ours. If the bathroom in our place was being used, we'd just go use theirs. It was like I had five roommates. Even our cats played together.

It was nice because we essentially doubled our living-space.

We were all small-town kids living downtown Toronto. The neighbours (or "neighbs" as we dubbed them) were from Welland, and my roommates were from Clarksburg and Dundalk, and I'm from Mount Forest - so needless to say, we had a lot of adventures to reminisce upon - such as the bar we kept across the back door to keep out uninvited guests, the Christmas tree that stayed up until February, and the bold paint colours we so eagerly slapped on our walls.

We definitely had no shortage of conversation. I know it has only been two years since we moved away from each other, but so much has happened with everyone since then. Many of us have graduated, moved out of the city, got new jobs, promotions, cars, and gotten married (well, I'm the only married one), but we are all still the same crazy people.

There are a lot of people who I just adored at one time in my life, but as we fell out of touch and got older, there's just no way to catch up with them.

Facebook might make it easier, but it's not the same.

Sometimes it's sad. As we move forward, we have to leave some of the past behind.