The context of the following conversation is Sasha was cleaning Jan's room when she found a stack of old yearbooks from High School.:
Sasha says I had a nice trip down memory lane today when I was cleaning Sasha's room..
The friend responds Memory lane? Why, what do you mean?.
Sasha responds I ran across a bunch of old yearbooks from junior high and high school in Jan's room. What memories!.
The friend responds Oh, I love that! I can't even find my school yearbooks. They're in the attic somewhere, but who knows where?.
Sasha responds What's really weird is how many people from back then that I've totally forgotten about. It's all so distant now..
The friend responds Yeah, hard to believe it felt so important when we were living through it. It all felt like life and death..