junior year of college was a good one. i had this roommate, and he was cool. after that year he moved upstairs and i got a single, and even though there was just a flight of stairs between us we both went our separate ways. different groups, different memories.

from that year i remember good times and bad times, hard times, secrets.

now two years later and still out of contact i found his blog and read up, caught up, and it makes me smile to see where he is in life. i then read the story of a girl whose smile is genuine even in hard times, because she has a hand to hold.

you’re a good kid, ben. keep making people smile.

Update: Heh. Now I’ve been immortalized too…. ben gastright.