It was an engaging conversation, where time drew new shapes on you, almost like a painting retouched by invisible hands. At first, I didn't recognize you completely, but as the words flowed, I realized that there are still traces that remain, echoes of what I once knew. Time can change faces, but it doesn't erase essences. It was stimulating and cozy, a reunion of memories and discoveries. Oh, and about the hug... I'm still curious, because there are gestures that say more than any words. Hahaha.