My friends are changing now; most of those that I went to school with have moved on, or married, or whatever. All the rest of the old college/work/university friend groups were exactly that; college friends, work friends, university friends. The relationships didn't thrive outside of the greenhouses they were sprouted in. What's tough is that my boyfriend's friend group (my friends last summer) has shifted away as well. They all want to do party drugs, and go to the dance club, and play video games. Neither Dave nor I have any desire to do any of those things (not that I really had much desire to do any of those things in the first place).
My 'friends' for the most part, are little more than acquaintances. My landlord and his fiancée, my neighbour and his wife, the folks that volunteer on the same committees as I do. It's spare. My other good friends in town-- well, one is always busy with her boyfriend, and the other has a child and not a lot of free time. I think what it comes down to (the problem part of it) is that there is no-one around to talk to. And the picture thing I mentioned at the start of all this. I kind of feel a lack of validation-- how can I be having fun if no-one else is witness to my enjoyment? I can't look back and say, "hey, remember in the summer of 2010 when we..."
Anyway. Enough drama. It's time for me to suck it up, and find the positive things about loneliness. The stretches of free time in which Things of Importance can be accomplished. The peacefulness. Stuff like that.
It's all good, right? And eventually, the people will sort themselves out, and I'll have a fine, friendly, frisky bunch of friends, ready to share adventures with me once again. Soon. I hope.
