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Friends are a difficult thing to balance, I've found. Groups of friends, I mean. That also seems to be a universal phenomenon. Associating with several different groups of people. Different interests, different personalities. All just representative of different aspects of your own.

And, naturally, these do not mix.

It's like old friends and new friends. But, instead, it's just friends who don't mesh. Maybe one group is very mellow and tends to fall into routines. Maybe another is lively and energetic. And fun. These people would never have fun with each other. Or, maybe they would. But the catch is that you wouldn't be able to balance between being the mellow friend and the energetic friend. Things just don't work like that. If only.

And, so, decisions are made. Tough, often. Who do you snub tonight? Tomorrow? Next weekend? And then, who gets snubbed more frequently? Eventually you just sort of fall in with one group of friends. That's really all anyone can manage. Otherwise you can't keep up a set appearance. People won't be able to pin you down under one image. I am starting to understand how easy it is to drift away from best friends. Just like my parents.

But that is just a part of growing up, I guess.

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Carolynn said…
Hopefully good friends are the kind you can catch up with.

Whenever I see my closest friends from high school it just feels weird. We're so different that none of us are interested in the things that kept us together in the first place. Especially those of us who went to college vs those that didn't.
October 26, 2011 at 9:05 AM
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