I talked to someone I hadn’t talked to in quite some time. (About 6 months, actually.)

That is to say, I hadn’t actually talked with them. We’ve remained in touch, via e-mail, instant messengers, etc.

We were talking after work last night, (well, on IM) and she said to call; we talked for about 20 minutes.

Turns out some things never change. Some things, do, though. I’ve been wanting to talk to her for quite some time, but really didn’t have a good reason to. I’d missed our three-hour-long phone calls late at night, and was feeling… I don’t know, really. But I felt like I’d enjoy it more than I did.

Maybe I had some stuff to say to her that I didn’t have a chance to say, but I still would have thought that I’d enjoy just hearing her voice.

She sounded better than I remember; I told her as much.

But it wasn’t the same as it used to be, and… I guess I shouldn’t have talked with her. But I did enjoy it; it just wasn’t how I remember it.

Things change, though. It’s a good thing.