The centre cannot hold
Sometime over a year ago, a friend that I hadn’t spoken to in a while called me up and said that while friendships are fluid and do come to an end that he wasn’t ready for that to happen yet. I was a little surprised, but thought it was kinda cool. From that, we ended up chatting more and hanging out more.
Other times, though, things change and people change and friendships do suffer and end. Not necessarily due to any drama, they just do. People’s lives move in different directions and drift apart.
That scene from Torchwood is a little extreme, but a bit apt. Actually for some of the friends and people I’ve known it’s very apt. There are events that take place in one’s life and the lives of one’s friends and they are recognizable points for divergence and if attention isn’t paid, people just drift apart. Sometimes it’s noticed in time to do something about it, and other times not. If it’s noticed too late, then neither party is very good at pinpointing the reasons for it and blame is laid, often at the feet of the other person when perhaps both are at fault.
In two recent cases in my past, the finger always seemed to be pointed at me because it was convenient, but I got sick of being dumped on and decide to let people believe whatever they need to believe. As such there are things I miss doing, people I miss seeing, but when the hassles of hanging out with someone far outweigh the fun of it, it’s easy to make the decision to let sleeping dogs lie.
I’m being deliberately vague because I don’t need even more drama, but lately I’ve wondered if I just need to get myself a pet just so I’ll have someone that has to hang out with me. 😛