In my city life, my usual evenings are about catching up with friends. A I haven’t seen you in a long time<\/i> dinner. I would rotate every few months targeting the friends that I would never see in any other circumstances. 4 weeks have passed since we have seen each other? Time to ping him.<\/p>\n
And so it went for the first year of my urban lifestyle. But there was one friend whose company I enjoyed. He was interesting and provided a perspective that at the time I thought was mature. Not to mention, he would always bring me to interesting restaurants.<\/p>\n
But we always discussed change in our personal lives. He always talked about how much he hated something. And for over a year, he stated his opinion of people I knew in life. Obliviously, I overlooked it. I kept initiating our meetups\u00e2\u20ac\u201dsometimes awkward, but I was compelled to do so almost as if I had signed a contractual agreement.<\/p>\n
One day, he brought up his opinion of someone I knew very well. <\/p>\n
As he throttled down Gough in the Red Toyota Scion, he turned to me, “I don’t know why you’re still around.” He painted a picture of reasons and potential strife. At first, I provided defense. As we crossed Market, I swallowed my pride in his growing louder comments. As we turned left into Valencia, I became silent, letting him take over. When he dropped me off at my apartment, I thanked him profusely for driving me. He suggested Santa ramen next time. I nodded, thinking perhaps…next week would be ok. I would be available then, I think.<\/p>\n
I’ll call,<\/i> I said with a sudden fleeting earnest. It has been 5 months to the day and I haven’t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In my city life, my usual evenings are about catching up with friends. A I haven’t seen you in a long time dinner. I would rotate every few months targeting the friends that I would never see in any other … Continue reading