There are some people that I just get a “feeling” about. I bet you’re like this too; I bet we’re all like this. I meet some people and in their eyes I see a sort of sameness or at least an interestingness that fits perfectly with my curiosity and I think, we could be friends. I see a potential for a bond and great conversations. And even if that never happens, even if class schedules don’t match up or no one proposes that cup of coffee, I always hold that person warmly in my memory, as a person who could’ve been my friend.

And it’s always sort of nice when you realize they thought the same about you. That, after a couple of years of not waving at each other in the hallway anymore, you get a surprise email from an “acquaintance” who could’ve been your friend. He asks where you are, how you’ve been. You give a cautiously in-depth answer (the years have taught you that your intuition isn’t always right), he replies with a real in-depth answer, and boom. Friends.