What's weirder than talking to your first love?

My first love broke my heart by dating my friend after we were broken up...He could argue that I broke up with him and started dating other guys, I suppose, but the truth is that I wasn't ready for a serious relationship....I was 20, but that didn't mean that I didn't love him...And I never date anyone's friends...I didn't speak to him, though for several years he would try to talk to me since we frequented the same parties and knew a lot of the same people...Finally he came up to me on Christmas Eve 1996 when my family happened to be seated next to his at a restaurant and asked me to call him because he was on the East Coast, DC, I think and I was living in Brooklyn. I didn't want bad blood between us, so I happened to be in Oakland when he returned from his two-year peace corps duty in Mongolia in 1999 and I called him up and talked to his dad which was really awkward and doubly awkward because he had a girlfriend he met in the Peace Corps...I didn't want to dredge up the past, but my buddy Joe happened to mention his website, so I looked it up and he called me right back after I sent him an email...NYC is a big place, but it's really a small world...Man, we were nuts about each other once...Man, we were so young then...And even though it's weird to think about talking to your first love, it really wasn't bad...Actually it was very pleasant...Actually it's better this way, talking to him before we run into one another somewhere in the city...