Moving On…
The bittersweet joy of social networking sites is that they allow you to reflect and contemplate the different paths that old friends’ lives have branched off into. It’s bittersweet because it makes you question both your past, your future and yourself.
Have the social groups that I used to turn in changed and evolved, or have I? Or have we both? Was I ever that brash? That naive? Or quite that full on?
Did they ever really like a “fit” for me? Why can’t I remember whether I felt as settled and content as I do now? As I can’t really remember, it makes me ask, when I leave here, when I find a new social circle (or possibly revert back to an old one) will I look back at my present friends and judge them, find myself thankful that yet again I changed my branch?
I can’t decide whether it’s them. Or me. I’ve always had problems with consistency.
