Nice Surprise.

Dolli in Wonderland

An encounter with an old friend.

When I say old, I don’t mean in age, I mean in the number of years our friendship has endured. We worked together, played together, traveled together. She was the singer in the band. I was the drummer.

We met quite coincidentally at an out of the way coffee shop today. What are the chances of that, it was the first time for either of us to ever visit that particular shop. It’s been about three years since the last time and our conversation picked up naturally where we left off previously, seamlessly, without missing a beat. She is still active in music although her days on the road have come to an end. She’s married with a young family, living in the burbs, away from the hustle and bustle of the big city, enjoying her newfound life.

I must say, she was one of the best vocalists I played with during my time as a musician. Great voice. Great looks. Great presentation. Along with the right attitude and personality, working with her was a pure joy. Time was short, we each had things to do. It was time to go. Before we parted, with coffee in hand, we promised to keep in touch a little more often, this time. We even talked about getting together for a jam, perhaps.

It was wonderful to see her again, to momentarily relive the past we shared, talk about the experiences we had and remember the things that can only happen while spending extended periods of time, on the road, together.

I love surprises.