As Brian Johnson was screaming in my ears that I’ve been thunderstruck while I was heading to enter the subway at Unirii, I ran into an old friend, and when I say old friend I mean we haven’t spoken for a while…a long while. We started catching up; he was at a different university than the one he subscribed some years back, actually studying history and architecture instead of military school, based on what he made the decision he didn’t even know…anyway no time for coffee we said…so we laughed, we shared some joy…as much as we could till we reached Romana, where I had to fuck off…he told me laughing “aah well talk to you in another 5 years or so…” I had to laugh as well (hate being rude although his remark pushed a sort of button on a remote making me watch a short movie presentation with all the things that once brought us close and made us friends…no clue on the events that brought us where we are today…not keeping in touch anymore) and I had to say something smart but all I could come up was…”yeah maybe at the subway station who knows?”…what the fuck just happened… Am I supposed to fucking call everyone?? am I a shitty friend who dumps and forgets about people who cares about?? As I walked away with all these thoughts I said the answer is with me…and of course my selfish human thinking gained the territory back saying to me “you have enough friends, you’ll be ok…if distance and other things estranged you from a person or another it won’t happen the same with all your friends” ok ok…so anyway…I called my best friend (if there is such a thing) from childhood to catch up with things (lately she hasn’t seen much of me)…to find out that her office is no longer in the same location that other major things have happened in her life and so on and so forth…where was I??? aah well here in this shit hole … “why haven't you mentioned all these?” I stupidly asked in order to get the lovely answer from her “When we talked last time it was your bday...you where partying so I thought later on we will talk”…ooh geeez so I do suck as a friend but com’on I had to party on my bday, don’t take that away from me…anyway I’m tired of people asking me when I am ever coming home in a weekend, I am not, and if I do it’s for a wedding or a stupid family reunion. I stopped missing things and being attached to things/ people in the past and this is how it works for me, whatever bounded me with someone years ago and it has not survived up to now it’s clearly not bounding me for a lifetime…so hear from you in 5 years or so, coz as long as it fits for you too, I’m ok with that…
created and posted on November 2nd 09
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