Stuff and Things. Things and Stuff.

Mon May 11

transition.. ick

I have a fear that I am losing touch with most of the inhabitants of Earth.  Not that I want it to happen, but it is inevitable and will happen whether I want it to or not.  It’s kind of a bitch like that.  I am also afraid of losing a once close friend.  They are completely unaware of this and probably won’t notice for another couple months what happened.  Our inside jokes aren’t “inside” anymore.  They’ve been shared with another and have changed meanings.  Our spots aren’t ours anymore.  I can’t make them laugh anymore.  They don’t seem to care… at all.  This makes me sad.  It makes me sad because no one REALLY cares anymore.  Everyone is living their lives, growing up, moving away, working, marrying, popping out kids, and the like.  It’s inevitable.  I just wish more people would give a shit.  Or at least return a phone call once in a while.