The things that cross my mind, sometimes.


I find it interesting how our minds are focused on silly things sometimes.  24 hours is a long time in which to ponder all that is, all that ever was, and all that will ever be. Through the meanderings of my mind I come across memories of yesteryear and from them I gauge my perspective and emotion of that time and I try to compare it with this time, right now.  Not much has changed I gather, or has it?

Of course it has.

What I thought then, I don’t think now.  How I perceived things then, I see it differently now. Which leads me to think that whatever my focus is right now, will not matter at all in days to come.  It will just be a thought and an emotion filed into the abyss of my mind and maybe to resurface one day via idle chatter among friends.  It means nothing to anyone but me, or does it?

It might do.

My focus right now is on friendships, and we all know how they run.  Some friendships come into our lives and last a life time and others are seasonal, and some come and go like a laundry wash; clean one minute, soiled the next, and into the washing machine it goes, until you pull it out and hang it out to dry.  The thing with this analogy is that from the constant washing of clothes, over time the colour fades and eventually the fabric thins down too, and it starts to sag, and it starts to lose its appeal to the point that you decide to either trash it, or you give it a new home, perhaps at a recycling centre; and we all know where some of those recycled clothes end up, don’t we? Yep, into land fill.  I did say some of these clothes.  And so it is that our seasonal friendships end up in the scrap heap of our minds and our everyday lives.

Perhaps I’m gaining less tolerance of fools as I grow up some more?

In search of new friends, I’ve embarked on a quest to embrace every opportunity presented to me to make this happen.  I’ve joined various social groups and so far it’s proving a lot of fun. I am socialising now in a totally different way. I have decided to not overly invest myself or letting others overly invest in me and keeping it all simple and somewhat more real.  After all, if it is true that friendships tend to have a 7 year expiry date (where did I read that?), why invest too much of myself in it?

I wonder how this approach will pan out for me? Time will tell.

I figure for now it will do, and after all, it’s all evolutionary and it may all be evenly paced whimsically; if that is a thing.

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