End of the holiday

My day started a lot earlier than usual in holiday time. I went to take a friend of mine to the airport for his flight home. Until this morning, it had been 27 years since we had seen each other!
He got into the car and suddenly I was 18 again. Those intervening years just melted away. We talked and talked. Our conversation was only halted by his having to go home.
I say here and now, it will not be that long until we see each other again.