Friday, 14 February 2014

Friendship

Friendship becomes a fickle notion as you become older. As inevitable cynicism begins to take hold, we bitterly realise that at best we have a few friends, but in honesty, most of the people we are surrounded by are acquaintances at best.

Those who were once such a huge part of our lives disappear like driftwood, swallowed by the cavernous mouth of the sea of time. We likely didn't even notice at the time, always too busy, too lazy and too distracted with our own obligations and responsibilities. Time waits for no man, and friendships deteriorate as our social lives diminish. Work commitments, relationships, children, marriages, mortgages, pension plans; we got old.

Do you recall how close you once felt to so many people? Back in school, college, university? We were social butterflies back then, constantly surrounded by opportunities to integrate with different crowds, swirling amongst the waves of new faces. Now you slump back onto your sofa after another long day at the office, kick up your feet in front of the television and realise that the landscape has changed, and you don't even know where to start looking for new friendships.

I guess what I’m saying is that I realise now how fickle friendships are; those "best friends" from school are now naught more than a distant memory, and as their faces blur in the haze of alcohol induced nostalgia, I realise how introverted I've become.

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