On the Subject of Friendship

Do you ever really lose a friend?

I can’t say I’ve ever lost a friend over a big dispute or in an ugly fashion. And I’m not speaking for those who’ve lost friends to something much more serious like an illness or passing, etc.

When you grow apart from a friend do they ever really leave you? I can count on two hands the friends that have mattered most to me in my short time here on earth. Each of those friends have left an impact on me and have shaped me in some fashion.

Unfortunately, life has a way of just separating you from people you were once close with. This is done so easily with friends as they tend to come and go. Simple differences like beliefs, attitudes, can be the cause. You may not see “eye to eye” anymore. Some friends you let go but still a part of you is holding on. You may check up on them from time to time but they’re not really a part of your daily life. I find myself years after last talking to someone, still having them in the back of my mind. I may even dream about them repeatedly, to my surprise. This shows me that I haven’t let go. Every true friend along the journey impacted me in such a way that they still have a place inside me. So, do you ever really let go of a friend? Even if things ended badly, do you not reflect on the good times? After all, they were good to you at one point. I know for me, I still consider them my friends in some way even though we don’t really communicate anymore.

Thank you for reading.

Piece of Me

I came up with another interesting metaphor the other day. What if your heart was divided into fragments and each person you loved carried a piece of it?

So, you don’t give your heart to a single person but multiple people, those you love, each get a piece of you. This also made me wonder, if there are only so many pieces, than there are only a limited amount of people you can truly love. Take family for example, your family might each have a piece of you but I believe that others carry a bigger piece of your love in them than others. You might secretly prefer one brother/sister over an another. I believe this makes sense because when your heart is broken, it’s not that your whole heart is broken but that a piece you gave someone has been broken. It can always be repaired. I think then we must be careful who we give a piece to because there are only so many. Someone might break a piece you give them and then you will wander for long looking for someone to mend it. You might want to save a piece for yourself too.

This has been the writer at Artistic Apathy, thank you for reading.

What if Your Heart Was Contained in a Box?

As I was journaling yesterday, I came up with an interesting metaphor. What if you could put all your hopes and dreams, feelings, including your defining moments, what you feel makes you you into a box? Basically what you put in this box is your world, your essence.

Anytime you become dismayed or you start to forget how far you’ve come, you can look in this box and be reminded of everything. Memories are potent, nostalgia is powerful but there’s nothing like actually being there. When you look in this box, it’s like being transported there and everything becomes clear.

Sometimes I feel really alone and by alone I don’t mean lonely. I just feel like no one understands me like I’d like them to. If I had this box then I could show them what I’m all about, then they might get it. Either they will get me or they will reject me.

If you had a box like this do you have someone in mind that you would want to show it to? At the risk that they will either chastise you or embrace you? Or would you keep the box locked up and never let anyone see it and keep your “treasure” to yourself?

You may feel alone in your world and that’s fine. You might remain and be the single inhabitant. Or someone may come along who wants to share that world with you. Who knows. Whether someone comes along and wants to share with you or not, it’s important that you stay true to yourself and never stop being you. By being yourself you will attract the right kind of people to you.

Side note: I couldn’t find an artist to credit for the GIF but it was too perfect to pass up. Wherever they are just know that it was put to good use.

The Soundtrack to Your Life

You ever watch a movie and think “wow this soundtrack goes perfect with this film,” something along those lines?

What if you had a soundtrack of your own that played randomly at certain moments of your life? Would it make your life better? Would those feelings be more intense?

Can you honestly say you have a soundtrack of your own?

What do you listen to when you’re sad? Happy? Depressed?

If I asked you right now to compile a playlist of songs that reflect the most vital moments in your history here on Earth, could you do it?

Do you know what song you would like to play at your funeral? Do you want people to be sad or happy?

I think the right song in the right moment can change everything. It can make that evening out something magical, that walk in the park all the more special.

Try making a playlist of your own. Pick the best songs you think best represent you. Write the soundtrack to your life and seize every opportunity!

Best wishes, everybody — the writer at Artistic Apathy

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