Since the beginning of time, life is all about encounters with new people. These encounters give us knowledge, from trivial to life-changing, emotions, such as happiness, relief, and even downright pissed off.
From what I gathered, I think it's safe to say encounters and all the good and bad things revolving around it, is 'something that made you.'
Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever.
As time goes by, we have to say goodbye to the things we love. Sometimes it's for the greater good, and sometimes, you made a huge enough mistake to put people in an unfixable mess and just wanted to get away from it all. Whether it's a change of heart, or the world forces you to, nothing can stop it from happening.
So in this here post, I think I'll tell you about the 'goodbye' that matters the most for me.
Being the insecure, socially retarded individual I am, I have to hope there are people with almost the same interests as me when entering a new environment. I'm not flexible enough to make friends with anyone, so my options are very limited.
It was then I met a friend. Back then I thought he was a very weird man with a peculiar sense of humor and a crooked train of thought. Even then, I had fun talking to him.
As all group of friends do, we started sharing our problems after getting to know each other a bit more. During this phase, all he did was laugh and joke about it. No solutions, no advice, nothing. Just an inappropriate joke in an inappropriate time.
It was weird, or so I thought.
Time passed, and change started to occur one at a time. I had developed a list of 'People who want me dead' and 'People who want to laugh at me'. It was then I thought about the friend who used to joke about my problems.
I came to realize that he was just trying to tell us those so called 'problems' weren't problems at all, and it would be a waste to spend your time and energy on it. So he joked about it, and made us laugh. It finally came to me that being an adult requires a management of time and energy, which are very limited. All he did was tell us not to worry about it and focus on something of a larger scale.
I never knew if it was intentional or not, but either way, I had found a new perspective to see things better. Unfortunately, I realized it a little too late. I guess what they say is true, you won't know what you have until you lose it.
In the end, I never get the chance to thank him personally. Then again, I have a feeling he doesn't want to.
Even though 'goodbye' might be a very dramatic word, it's starting to lose its appeal in this digital age where one can communicate across the sea with no strings attached, literally and figuratively. I guess a more appropriate phrase would be 'goodbye for now.'
I believe someday we can sit down, grab some beer, and talk about nonsense like we used to. We can meet again in a different time, different situation.
Being the insecure, socially retarded individual I am, I have to hope there are people with almost the same interests as me when entering a new environment. I'm not flexible enough to make friends with anyone, so my options are very limited.
It was then I met a friend. Back then I thought he was a very weird man with a peculiar sense of humor and a crooked train of thought. Even then, I had fun talking to him.
As all group of friends do, we started sharing our problems after getting to know each other a bit more. During this phase, all he did was laugh and joke about it. No solutions, no advice, nothing. Just an inappropriate joke in an inappropriate time.
It was weird, or so I thought.
Time passed, and change started to occur one at a time. I had developed a list of 'People who want me dead' and 'People who want to laugh at me'. It was then I thought about the friend who used to joke about my problems.
I came to realize that he was just trying to tell us those so called 'problems' weren't problems at all, and it would be a waste to spend your time and energy on it. So he joked about it, and made us laugh. It finally came to me that being an adult requires a management of time and energy, which are very limited. All he did was tell us not to worry about it and focus on something of a larger scale.
I never knew if it was intentional or not, but either way, I had found a new perspective to see things better. Unfortunately, I realized it a little too late. I guess what they say is true, you won't know what you have until you lose it.
In the end, I never get the chance to thank him personally. Then again, I have a feeling he doesn't want to.
Even though 'goodbye' might be a very dramatic word, it's starting to lose its appeal in this digital age where one can communicate across the sea with no strings attached, literally and figuratively. I guess a more appropriate phrase would be 'goodbye for now.'
I believe someday we can sit down, grab some beer, and talk about nonsense like we used to. We can meet again in a different time, different situation.
And perhaps... on a different planet.
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