I just recently got out of a serious relationship, and only after I was out of it, I realized how submerged I had been. Then I had my first gasp of air. And it was pretty damn good. It’s not that I didn’t make time to see friends or family, but my mind just wasn’t there: I heard but didn’t listen, saw but didn’t perceive. So coming out of it, I’ve started to thoughtfully set aside energy to redevelop and refine my relationships with friends and family. [From my experience] With friends and family, there is a much larger boundary of respect. In fact, there seems to be much of many good things: patience, consideration, empathy.
And, with those realizations, my cathartic journey began.
I had dinner with an old friend last night, and it felt like we had to cram years worth of reminiscing and gossip into a mere few hours. The conversation rolled on and on. Gossip in itself is not a good thing, but the circumstances and issues that it brings up are often relevant and, in my opinion, worth digesting.
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