catching up

Over the past year I’ve lost touch with a lot of people I was close to – maybe a weird kinda close – the kinda close where you just call each other up and have a laugh and you know the basics of whats going on in the other persons life right then – but it doesn’t really go much deeper than that. know what i mean?

Well – i was going thru my contacts last week and i found a number of this guy who i used to be friends with – super guy with a great heart – and he was a good friend, a proper shoulder to cry on. And i realized that i missed the random chats we used to have – so i dropped him a text. he called me up, and though it took a while for who i was to click, the moment he came around it was as though nothing had changed. we were still the same people.

I lost touch with him after he had his kid – she’s a year and 4 months now and hearing that actually made me realize how much time had passed. Man – i thought tonz had happened in my life – and i  put it all out there on the metaphorical table – and when im done  and it was my turn to ask if he was ok and how things were – he calmly turns around and tells me that as of Friday he’s gonna be a single dad.

O.O ??

That stopped me in my tracks and made me realize that sometimes – more often than not, that is – i get so caught up in my own shit that i tend to not realize that other people are prolly going thru equally as much shit, or maybe even worse shit than me. It was a reality check. I know it sounds selfish – but it’s good to know im not the only one.

I also realized that maybe we weren’t really all that superficial as we thought we were. I promised to check up on him from time to time and hung up wondering how i got so self obsessed.

I also met another old friend – younger, this time. One of the holy ones. Again – i tell him how my life spiralled out of control – and he tells me how he did his rounds too. I just cant believe i chose to hide away with my problems when there are so may people out there going thru a lot too. I wish I hadnt lost touch with people like this, cz they were good friends. Plus – if they made me laugh they couldnt be half bad right? I told myself that I wouldnt lose touch this time. I’d work on the  relationships – ones buried in the aftermath, and ones about to be born.

Also we’ve heard of the crazy cat lady? At church this Sunday – i met the ‘Crazy DOG Lady’ – and she told me this insanely sad story about a tiiiiiiny sickly daschund pup she adopted, who had a huge bunny whome she used to cuddle upto to go to sleep, and how one morning when she came into the kitchen the puppy looked up into her eyes and died.

yeah.

what a sadist.

Currently listening to : All My Life – Foo Fighters