I'm listening to an old dub of two Dead Can Dance albums, which I believe I copied from Meera who I will be having dinner with tonight. Interesting non-coincidence that my brain unconsiously put together.
Part of me suspects she might cancel, however I realized that it's the same part that hopes she will cancel. Which means she probably won't. I guess I'm just nervous. She was my best friend for the first three years in college, and we were still sort of close in the last half, though we didn't spend as much time together. Nothing super significant happened, we just had different lives and grew apart in a totally natural way. Which might be why it's sort of weirder to reconnect. If there was a specific rift that caused a break, or even just lazyness in contacting each other (which I have with other friends), I'd know what to do. But I'm not as sure of myself when it comes to dealing with friends who gradually moved off in another direction. The whole trans thing doesn't exactly help matters -- it doesn't directly make them worse, it just present itself as this chasm of separation. Another thing missing out in the experience and story.
I have similar difficulties when it comes to Dave, my best friend from Atlanta and former love of my life. Ok, not really, but doesn't that sound more dramatic? We were very close for a long time, and then time and distance did their typical job and now I feel obligated to try and reconnect while simultaneously just want to sigh nostalgically and think of him fondly but not do anything more than send an occasional holiday card.
It's easier for me to sustain relationships with people with whom I never really had a day-to-day relationship. Because there's never that sense of "it's not like it used to be" from either end. Even if we don't WANT it to be like it used to (e.g. friendships that sprung out of crappy job experiences, former dating relationships), I find it hard to escape such wisftulness. Or even just adjust to the different dynamic.
I guess that's what I'm looking for tonight -- I don't want there to be an air of guilt because there's so much we've missed out on each other's life in the past couple years. I want there to just be a clear admittance that we have two different lives that don't include the other person as a large force, but that we still like each other and want to have dinner a few times a year to learn about each other's lives while occasionally remembering stories from the past. I don't think that's too much to ask. And probably pretty simple to achieve once I stop fretting.
Of course, now that I've come to terms with the whole experience, I will probably go check my e-mail and find she HAS cancelled.
(Oh, and many happy returns to Mr.
drood. I hope you have a smashing day!)
Part of me suspects she might cancel, however I realized that it's the same part that hopes she will cancel. Which means she probably won't. I guess I'm just nervous. She was my best friend for the first three years in college, and we were still sort of close in the last half, though we didn't spend as much time together. Nothing super significant happened, we just had different lives and grew apart in a totally natural way. Which might be why it's sort of weirder to reconnect. If there was a specific rift that caused a break, or even just lazyness in contacting each other (which I have with other friends), I'd know what to do. But I'm not as sure of myself when it comes to dealing with friends who gradually moved off in another direction. The whole trans thing doesn't exactly help matters -- it doesn't directly make them worse, it just present itself as this chasm of separation. Another thing missing out in the experience and story.
I have similar difficulties when it comes to Dave, my best friend from Atlanta and former love of my life. Ok, not really, but doesn't that sound more dramatic? We were very close for a long time, and then time and distance did their typical job and now I feel obligated to try and reconnect while simultaneously just want to sigh nostalgically and think of him fondly but not do anything more than send an occasional holiday card.
It's easier for me to sustain relationships with people with whom I never really had a day-to-day relationship. Because there's never that sense of "it's not like it used to be" from either end. Even if we don't WANT it to be like it used to (e.g. friendships that sprung out of crappy job experiences, former dating relationships), I find it hard to escape such wisftulness. Or even just adjust to the different dynamic.
I guess that's what I'm looking for tonight -- I don't want there to be an air of guilt because there's so much we've missed out on each other's life in the past couple years. I want there to just be a clear admittance that we have two different lives that don't include the other person as a large force, but that we still like each other and want to have dinner a few times a year to learn about each other's lives while occasionally remembering stories from the past. I don't think that's too much to ask. And probably pretty simple to achieve once I stop fretting.
Of course, now that I've come to terms with the whole experience, I will probably go check my e-mail and find she HAS cancelled.
(Oh, and many happy returns to Mr.
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