The follies which a man regrets most in his life
“The follies which a man regrets most in his life are those which he didn’t commit when he had the opportunity.”
–Helen Rowland
A close friend of mine is leaving Madison in a couple weeks. This is a problem I have more frequently than I like. It’s a sad thing, but it’s one of those inevitable things I always expect to happen. While this makes the transition easier, it limits the quality of life I get from friendships because I now tend not to invest as much of myself in relationships. There are rare exceptions where do I try to put myself out there more than normal. This was one of those times.
One of those times indeed.
Expanding on that idea; I’m 27 now and I’m not sure I have a best friend anymore. Actually, I don’t know if I’ve had one for a long time. I feel like that ship sailed sometime during college. High school friends all explode into different directions and connections just kind of fall apart. That’s not to say that I’m lonely. I have lots of people in my life. Most of them are coworkers but I don’t think that discounts the relationship in the slightest. That just means we have more in common, right? Most of my friends know that I’m basically married to my job. Some days it’s an abusive relationship, but the vast majority of the time we’re the best companions.
I’ve been looking at some land that I could build a workshop on recently. I think if I had some kind of creative outlet like that I would be able to smooth over these bumps in life more easily. For now I just bury myself deeper in work and wait for the next hit.
So life doesn’t always work out the way you want. To paraphrase Helen above, you have to try anyway.