Elastic Cords

I have this probably erroneous belief that I will see the people I've met in my life again.

You know, people come and go in your life.  You meet each other, you like each other (hopefully), you separate, you meet up again.  Always.  As if everyone is attached to each other with elastic cords and we bounce apart and bounce together again and the cords never break.

I fully expect to see everyone I was in kindergarden with again at any time - even the people I didn't like or who didn't like me.

I sincerely hope this is true.  It hasn't yet been proven false.  I can keep hoping it's true till the day I die.