Following the completion of the conference call I had to be on for work last night, I stepped out from the house to grab a few beers at my usual watering hole–Capt. Larry’s.
While I was there, I made a somewhat disheartening revelation. I was in a bar drinking a beer by myself. I had not talked to anyone during the day for one reason or another, and I knew that two of my friends had plans for the evening. This revelation continued along with the knowledge that a lot has changed recently. Friends have moved away, others are moving aheard in their lives, and others have happily started relationships.
Yet, here am I, working hard at a job. Little else has changed, though, and that is what has rattled around in the back of my head. What comes next for me? I tend to focus exclusively on one thing as opposed to another, and I think that is sometimes hard for me. Thus, here I am in a place that is comfortable professionally, but I am in an uneasy place on a personal level.
So, what is next? Maybe this was just the ramblings of a mind not otherwise occupied with conversation or other things. Or maybe it was just the beer talking.
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You went to Capt. Larry’s and didn’t call me? You know I want to go there!
P.S- I’ll always be your friend:) And I’ll always be there with a glass of Maker’s Mark just for you.
You went to Capt. Larry’s and didn’t call me? You know I want to go there!
P.S- I’ll always be your friend:) And I’ll always be there with a glass of Maker’s Mark just for you.
I’ve found myself those same thoughts several times, as you and the rest of the BU crowd slowly moved out of Boston. Growing up, I so badly wanted to get out of the local scene, where everyone was just in a rut. I did that, surrounded myself with (although I didn’t really realize it at the time) intelligent, upwardly mobile people. And, they all moved away to bigger and better things. Such is the price of success
I’ve found myself those same thoughts several times, as you and the rest of the BU crowd slowly moved out of Boston. Growing up, I so badly wanted to get out of the local scene, where everyone was just in a rut. I did that, surrounded myself with (although I didn’t really realize it at the time) intelligent, upwardly mobile people. And, they all moved away to bigger and better things. Such is the price of success
@CCB: I was going late, so I didn’t think about calling anyone. It was 11 PM on a Saturday night, and I was not planning on staying out too late. And you’re much too sweet. Thanks for being a friend. With Maker’s!
@The Notorious One: You make a good point. The desire to leave behind what you see as a rut occasionally has consequences–we all move away and/or onto bigger and better things. It’s not bad, but sometimes it can be a bit jarring. Nonetheless, given the friends I have spread around as a result, I would not change a thing. I just need to find ways to spend more time with those friends, too.
@CCB: I was going late, so I didn’t think about calling anyone. It was 11 PM on a Saturday night, and I was not planning on staying out too late. And you’re much too sweet. Thanks for being a friend. With Maker’s!
@The Notorious One: You make a good point. The desire to leave behind what you see as a rut occasionally has consequences–we all move away and/or onto bigger and better things. It’s not bad, but sometimes it can be a bit jarring. Nonetheless, given the friends I have spread around as a result, I would not change a thing. I just need to find ways to spend more time with those friends, too.
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