I think a lot about how big the world is. How every person I meet is living as complicated and in-depth of a life that I am.
Sometimes I feel so wrapped up in my own stuff, my own mind.
And as I get older, my social circles get smaller. I’ve lost connection with people I knew 10 years ago, even 5 years. The circles I ran in drift farther and farther away from my current circle. I still care about these people, but life is complicated. I get wrapped up in my own stuff, finding time for my immediate circle but losing touch with everyone else.
It comes with a level of guilt. I didn’t even know a friend from high school passed away a year ago, I found out on Facebook this year. How did I not know?
Pushed to one of my outer circles, I had briefly spoken to him on Facebook messenger the month he passed away. And then I didn’t even see that he was gone.
It’s impossible to keep up with all the people I’ve cared about in my life. The people I’ve lost touch with. It’s why I’ve appreciated social media so much. But it still hurts when you feel like you could have done more, reached out more, to the people in your life that have fallen off your immediate path.