What an interesting day.

The past two nights I've been having mish mash dreams that throw all kind of aspects of my past into one dream. What the heck?
And then, today, a friend and I were talking about tattoos and I thought of J. Then, I got the absolutely crazy idea to see if J's number had changed... because I distinctly remember a tattoo.
So I texted this number that I had to dig out of an old phone. Its still his.
At first my heart was racing- here was a guy that I was almost involved with, and I havent talked to him in almost 2 years. What the hell was I doing?
I dont know, I still dont know, I mean I've just invited a layer of my past back into my life. Jesus.
But we had a nice conversation. He's grown, and I couldnt be more proud of him.
He said something interesting though, he said "Im not the same J you remember and you might not like this version." I found it weird. Was he asking for acceptance? Was he trying to impress me? Dude, I dont matter, its been 2 years. But what he sent me was not a bad change. It was a good change, and I am so happy for him.
He also has a daughter. Whoa.
It hit me, its odd how much someone can change in 2 years. And at the same time how someone can stay the same. I mean as much as I've moved forward, I've stayed in the same spot in life- weird how that happens.
Anyway, the think that struck me as most odd about the conversation, is that it was all about him. Huh. But seriously, I asked all the requisite questions, I sent him my support, and yet at the end of the conversation, he didnt ask a single question about me. It just struck me as odd.