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.
#1 by Charm City Barfly on August 10, 2008 - 9:44 pm UTC
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.
#2 by Charm City Barfly on August 10, 2008 - 9:44 pm UTC
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.
#3 by Notorious R.O.B. on August 11, 2008 - 9:48 am UTC
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
#4 by Notorious R.O.B. on August 11, 2008 - 9:48 am UTC
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
#5 by JJT on August 11, 2008 - 9:36 pm UTC
@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.
#6 by JJT on August 11, 2008 - 9:36 pm UTC
@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.