Last night I dreamt I was attending my 10-year high school reunion, which interestingly was announced earlier in the week (but doesn’t take place until November). The reunion had two parts, a lunch buffet in a picnic area and a fancy dinner immediately afterwards. I attended the picnic and ran into a few people I wanted to see, and a few people I didn’t expect to see (like someone that had graduated a year before me and their mother). I left before the dinner because I had other plans, but was relieved because after about ten minutes, I was ready to go.
Does anyone have any good stories from their (real) 10-year high school reunion? We didn’t have a 5-year, which is OK because people don’t change that much in five years, but I am planning on attending our 10-year reunion in November. I’m not quite sure what to expect.
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