I used to really know my friends.
I grew out of some, some of them grew out of me.
It's weird how far a friend can bring you until they just don't.
It's funny how contact could be re-established, but both of you know it's just not worth it anymore.
I moved too many places.
I call too many places my home.
It's hard to keep track of people when you don't really know where home is.
There were/are countless number of people who I consider my close friends. I just lose track of them easily. I get caught up in my current world and forget to remember those who were so dear to me. I guess I'm growing up too quick and the world is moving too fast around me.
"Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry." - Jack Kerouac
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