You, your friends, and people you forgot about - all cutting completely loose and partying in my name.
Alright. Let's be honest. Five years ago, I didn't really want to see you - and you didn't want to see me either. But hey, that's fine. It would've been like high school, only ten pounds heavier anyway. But ten years is an honest to god milestone - we really ought to say hey. After ten years, we've probably accomplished a few things to be proud of, and have been sufficiently humbled as well. Call your parents and let them know you'll be in town, book a babystitter, and join a gym to make sure you make everyone good and jealous - you're going out. And you're going to have fun.