When I was young my father used to tell me, "Friends come and go, but family is forever." I always kind of brushed off this saying because I tend to embed my friends into my family, but it is a fact that since high school I've plowed through friendships unintentionally with maurity. Three times in my life I have had what I thought to be an unbreakable bond with a friend, but time played the devil's advocate as life got in the way of our every day occurances. Today I find myself more independent than ever. In San Diego, for the first time in my life, I no longer have a tight knit group of friends and I am okay with that (really though). I do miss my friends at home but find I can be much more productive studying alone and don't mind watching a movie or working on a Saturday night(as I'm writing this from the last hour of my shift).
I also have found myself drifting away from people I felt so close to just months ago. It's wierd I will go out with a close friend, finding I (how do I put this is a nice way) no longer sharing the same interests or just feeling very distant. I'm at a crossroads in my life, the bridge between education and career with honestly no idea where I could end up in a year from now. I just hope that a few core relationships last through the wear and tear but I am drawn to inconsistency, knowimg that the love of my life or new best friend could be one day away. Routine has never been attractive to me. To my loyal friends I love you and to the ones who I have lost touch I wish nothing but the best. Que sera, sera.
p.s. If you look at last year's post about Paris, Spain, and Italy this seems pretty petty. Ahhh I miss Europe.
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