desperate for change

I read a ton of stuff on the Internet. Sometimes something I read clicks with something that comes up in conversation. When the click happens, I can’t remember where I read this and that. But anyways…

The article or blog post that I was reading was talking about how friendships develop. It talks about how when growing up, our friends and social circle is determined by the institutions that we belonged to, namely schools. Whether it be elementary school, high school or university, you make friends with the people in your classes. Your commonality with the friends made in this era was mostly the fact that you take the same bus together and make fun of a certain science teacher.

What happens when you graduate and move on from school? Some friendships can endure the transition and grow together with you. Some friendships grow apart as we all find our own path and institutions.

The article (the reference to which I can’t remember), mentions that as adults, we are and should no longer be bound by our institutions and we should be able to find and keep the friends who we really really like and enjoy, rather than just make friends just based on the circumstances of being in the same math class. I mean, who really enjoys math anyways? Okay I DO I DO, *hand shoots up*. Well, after Computer Science classes that is.

I think that part of growing up and growing old is this natural ebb and flow of people in our lives. In small villages where life is more static, this is less so. But in a modern city, especially with the ever prevalent job-changing (by choice or not), people will come into our lives as well as fade from importance. I personally feel guilty about the latter: suddenly one day you are having coffee in the morning and then you think of someone you haven’t talked to in a long time. Then you suddenly have an awkward feeling about being out of touch for so long. You feel so awkward that you can’t bring yourself to pick up the phone or hit send on the email.

Or at least that’s how I feel.

Now let me tell you what it’s like to be on the receiving end of getting a hello from an old friend who was in town during Christmas. Not only did he say hello, he also had a gift for me to remind me of the old days. I sure miss the hustling and gaming and the many many hi-jinks.

Honestly, I was pretty choked up when I got it. Thanks for remembering.

I must have done something right in my past life.

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