Reunions And Disillusions

I have a class reunion coming up. For a while, I was quite nostalgic and longed to see old chums again. I tracked a few down and after meeting again after all the years I realized that we weren't really friends to begin with. The experience forced me to reanalyze my past. It turns out that what I thought was truth was really an illusion born from imagination. My friends were nothing more than figments and phantoms no more real than soap opera characters. There are people that have been present in my life for far longer and have meant more to me than I ever realized and there lies my truth. This false reality has no doubt colored my life in ways that I can not quite fathom at this time. Suffice to say that I am appalled at my own ignorance and for this I have lost the opportunity to build upon the friendships that I actually had. I have lived a life that has been based upon non truths and if I don't have the roots that I wish for it is only because I have failed to nurture what grew right beneath my feet. I have no desire to leave the past behind but to put it into its proper perspective. Mayhaps I can find a kernel of truth lying amongst the sham that I once thought was my history.