So I've been thinking. When did the pressure of loneliness, and the need for new loves and different experiences stop pushing on me? I've become boring, because I'm busy and tired and have the perfect primary partner beside me.
In the process of becoming fulfilled, I've lost touch with lots of old friends. And while conversations with Neil are stimulating and fun, I have a flood of new knowledge and skillsets (actually new ones, not just building on old ones, which is what college was) that I have to master and other things to worry about and money to stress over and somehow... somehow keeping in touch with friends went by the wayside. How did that happen? Am I really this shallow? It's interesting how we think about priorities :/
In the process of becoming fulfilled, I've lost touch with lots of old friends. And while conversations with Neil are stimulating and fun, I have a flood of new knowledge and skillsets (actually new ones, not just building on old ones, which is what college was) that I have to master and other things to worry about and money to stress over and somehow... somehow keeping in touch with friends went by the wayside. How did that happen? Am I really this shallow? It's interesting how we think about priorities :/