Old friends came to visit me.
Two of them, at the same time.
We had played in a band together in our teens.
We talked about the past.
I was glad I had a private room.
The conversation turned to health.
I found myself wishing that they would all stay well.
Five years from now.
Ten years from now.
When we meet again,
I hope it is not you next time.
That is the kind of conversation we had.