So yesterday I thought a lot about people who are gone from
my life. It was because of the males in
KAF playing Cards Against Humanity and us realizing that Kohei would have loved
it. I haven’t actually thought of Kohei
for a long time, even though we have had many good times together. I was very sad when he left, but I mean life
goes on, but that doesn’t mean that I forgot him completely. I feel it is ok to forget some things temporarily
but then remember them randomly. Yesterday
I thought, “Kohei would have liked this game,” and remember the good times with
him. I think that is good enough.
A similar event also happened that day. I was telling the story about how Arden gave
me fudge mix and I gave her some of the fudge on White Day. I remembered how my
mom and I made that and I felt pretty nostalgic about that. I think as long as I have moments like this I
should be fine. People still ask me all
these questions like, “What do you miss most?” or, “What is your best memory?” Is it an interview? I have these feelings in the moment, not
something that I can spit out like an elevator speech.
A slightly different thing I had to encounter is not people
who left, but people who are drifting. At
least two groups of friends have admitted to have drifted apart. I feel that is pretty normal; I don’t talk to
a lot of people from first year or from any time period from my life. In a sense I still can treat people who drift away
with the same mentality as people who left.
Even if I encounter a person again, the relationship between us has
changed. We may be nostalgic, but
friendships have to be maintained so being separated really does destroy the
relationship. I can still hear my former
friend’s voice saying, “don’t talk to me.” Random aside but even though we were
friends for so long, just being separate for a few years meant we were not friends
anymore. The only way to bring it back
is working at the relationship.
Friendship is work; that is how I perceive it. With my mindset, a friendship can depreciate
if you don’t constantly put in effort.
Something Lynn posted today was "...when we remember we
remember only what was forgotten. Each time we remember we remember forgetting.
Thus the only thing remembrance remembers is obviously not itself, but it's
other, namely forgetting." As I said, it is how we try to dig out all
the emotions and feelings from the memory, but we can't get them all. Maybe in
the end the biggest thing we get out of remembering something is that we forgot
a huge part of it, and the stuff we remember is a copy of the true memory we
forgot.
Even by writing all of this down I can’t preserve all the
feelings I had. Renaissance poets said
that poetry can allow something to be immortal, but this is really my attempt
to preserve how I feel about things.
Even as friends leave my life, I guess I can look back at posts like
this and remember the me of the time, the mindset I had, and the people who
surrounded me throughout my life.
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