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While at work one morning a coworker of mine was making small talk about various subjects to occupy her time. I normally keep to myself and find that many around me try to engage me in conversation for what I assume to be attempts to reveal my personal side. A fair way into this conversation the predictable subject of whether or not I am seeing anyone arrives to which I answer in the negative. A string of follow up questions follow, in the area of what my types are and what not. I give honest answers to each and she comes to ask about previous relationships. To which I tell her about the only one significant enough to warrant the title of relationship, the details of which I do not share but I do tell her about this person to whom I grew close to. I disclose that she is from New Zealand and of Maori decent. This intrigues my coworker as she has a string of text on her forearm which she explains is in the written language of Maori. We continue on about our interests in New Zealand and other such topics for the rest of our shared shift.
Afterwards when I get home I decide that I will write an e-mail to this person that I had a significant connection to for some time but have now drifted apart from, only to find that none of the addresses I had are valid anymore. In a seemingly futile attempt I do a general search online for this persons name and come across a MySpace like webpage on which there is a profile with ownership of the person I was looking for. All the information appears to prove this indeed is the one I was looking for and not a mistaken identity. And yet I find myself hesitating to send a message to her. I wonder that after all this time has passed should I attempt to reach her again or has that door been closed to me now? I will have to think about this.