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Old Friends are like old Jeans
When you outgrow them and how you know you have
I met with some college friends last weekend.
Naturally we did what we knew best when we were with each other. Drinking, playing drinking games, dancing and getting wild. Just your regular college friend activities.
Sooner or later into the night the conversation turned towards the rest of the friend group and what everyone else was up to. Some were working in other states. Some were off in stable or unstable relationships and some were still in school.
The conversation turned monotonous and predictable. The handsome, above average intelligence guy in the group cracking a lame joke and everyone laughing. The cute, fun and happy girl dancing wildly to a throwback song. Everyone watching, everyone taking shots, everyone trying to have fun. Maybe it wasn’t everyone trying to have fun, maybe it was just me trying.
Why do I feel so bored in social situation that is supposed to be fun and exciting? I remember asking myself this when I drove home the next morning.
It’s because I have moved on. I have moved on from my old friendships, from my old habits, from my former life.
Being in that situation was like rereading a chapter of my life that I already know the ending…
