I was just thinking how, at times, it is more comforting to bump into an old enemy than it is to be in a room filled with strange faces.  I've had the experience before and could see the same look in my old enemies eyes that we had, at last, found someone we could relate to.  The fact that we had been enemies was no longer an issue.  The truth was we knew one another.

Someone once said that an enemy knows you even better than your friends because they study you looking for the soft spots for the blade.

If you move fast enough and never let down your guard an enemy can spend years studying you until they are an expert.  I would guess that many people's enemies would be their most detailed biographer?

Another person would have to add the good parts, of course, but it would be a large volume of information when it was finished.  If nothing else they've tracked your 'comings and goings' accurately.  Friends could read it and finally know where you had been when they could not find you.

Your successes traumatize people who do not like you. They seem to never forget them.  Friends seem to expect even greater successes and tend to forget your 'minor' ones.

I want to find a place, where all my old enemies hang out and go there.  Better to be with people you've already learned to deal with than risk dealing with strangers and finding out there are a bunch of people out there that are WORSE!

I am thankful for enemies I could avoid and/or deal with.  They will remember me all of their lives and without knowing it, add to the reality that I am alive because I survived in spite of them.