A Dear Jay letter

Sometimes in life people say nice things to you. When you're not a nice person yourself, the chances of that happening are slimmer. Subsequently it amazes me when I bump into acquaintances or people I haven't seen in a long time tell me that they read this blog. It is Friday on what feels like the slowest day ever, so thanks for stopping by! A friend of mine wrote to me and said that my last post really struck a chord with him and we're getting together for a coffee and chat tomorrow. I am so excited to see my lovely friend again. On that positive note I begin my Dear Jay letter.

I was at the Raptors/Pacers game on Tuesday with the Turkish Community of Toronto (I wasn't lying when I said I have a very diverse group of friends). The last time I went to a Raptors game was in December 08 with my friend Jay and a few other friends. Being at Tuesday's game made me sad that Jay and I hadn't connected pretty much since that game in December. You see, Jay and I were lab benchmates in organic chemistry in second year university. And those aren't just friends you come by all the time; that kind of connection is eternal [insert irreversible organic chemistry reaction here].

I went to message him on Facebook but when I tried to search for him he wasn't there anymore. I don't know what saddened me more, the fact that I have no idea where he is now or the fact that the only point of contact I had with him was Facebook. Like Sarah Chan, his name is too common to Google, but maybe, just maybe, he'll stumble on this somehow. Sky writing is too expensive and we'd need a really long string for a can on each end, so BFF if you're out there -- I miss you.