Was out the other night with lots of friends I haven’t seen in a while. Caught up some, while seeing how our different lives made us different people while somehow remaining quintessentially the same. Strange how the mellowing effects of age can be sensed in a very real way. It was fun and calming at the same time. Each of us with our ups and downs sharing in each others lives just by sharing the same space and casual conversation. When you think about it, 90% of the banal talk between friends isn’t all that different from a polite conversation you’d have with a casual stranger. Yet it all adds up very differently. There’s trust, acceptance, and care.
It was a good night.