There are, of course, plenty of conventional answers, but I rather feel as though it is a consequence of accumulation---we gather up things, and desire more things, and then we strive to achieve the milestones we are inculcated to seek: spouse, house, family, better house, car, promotion to pay for them, and so on.
Those of us who manage to balance the parts we want---in my case a partner, children, and house---with staying connected to our friends, often still find that our friends have been caught up in that which we kept clear of, and are sometimes judgemental about our "immaturity", as though the accumulation of goods and debt is "being an adult".
Alas...the endurance I once had to eat and drink and spend all night talking has faded with the years, but not perhaps so much as I worried---my partner and my g/f went out with my younger daughter and her friends to "go drinking", and the young women lost to the old(er), the tales of wanton drinking parties notwithstanding.
I really love the frist pic. It's really full of force.... Specially, the expression in the eyes....
Sorry I can't explain all I'm thinking because of my bad english, but I really like your job
I often think of the friends I had at school and college, and how few of them I talk to, let alone see now. You make new friends, through work and other activities, but you never live your lives together the way you used to. You never thought twice about getting on your bike and cycling eight miles to your friend's house, because that's just what you did.
Now, we arrange dinner parties, and we all have to check our diaries to make sure it's not parents evening at the school, or someone or we have something else planned. It's not that our friends now are not as good as those of old. It's just the lack of spontaneity that having such complex, highly organised lives brings.
And geography. Our wonderful modern Western cultures make it almost inevitable that we start migrating around the country in search of the best education, the best jobs. And our friends do the same...in different directions.
Caryn's first paragraph hits the nail on the head too.
There is still room for adventure, though. It's just making it happen. Once every winter, I'll forget about IT services, pack a rucsac and head for Scotland. And in a day, I'll be on an icy ridge, with the wind whipping across my face. Or our family will just chuck loads of gear in the car and head for somewhere we've never been before, with no particular plan in mind.
And once in a while, we go out with our friends and get completely trolleyed!
p.s. the photo is tremendous; what a charming face he has. And full of dignity.
Thanks SO much for your comment on my Haiku set! I'm so happy that you like this set...I worried about the simplicity of it. But, sometimes, like a Haiku, simple is best.
Specially, the expression in the eyes....
There are, of course, plenty of conventional answers, but I rather feel as though it is a consequence of accumulation---we gather up things, and desire more things, and then we strive to achieve the milestones we are inculcated to seek: spouse, house, family, better house, car, promotion to pay for them, and so on.
Those of us who manage to balance the parts we want---in my case a partner, children, and house---with staying connected to our friends, often still find that our friends have been caught up in that which we kept clear of, and are sometimes judgemental about our "immaturity", as though the accumulation of goods and debt is "being an adult".
Alas...the endurance I once had to eat and drink and spend all night talking has faded with the years, but not perhaps so much as I worried---my partner and my g/f went out with my younger daughter and her friends to "go drinking", and the young women lost to the old(er), the tales of wanton drinking parties notwithstanding.
I can still spend all night fucking, though...