I've been doing a lot of thinking about friendships and the march of time since a friend from high school passed away a couple of weeks ago. We didn't catch up much - if at all - and yet I have spent a fair few moments since I found out about her dying greiving her. I didn't realise it was possible to miss someone this much when before I barely thought of her. The best way I can put it is that it was just knowing that she was out in the world that made it okay for me to sometimes forget her except in random thoughts. We hadn't seen each other in ten years, but we facebooked each other a couple of times, and our 20 year school reunion is on in a couple of weeks and we had made plans to see each other then (and I was going to see how she was going getting into New Who.)
Anyway, because of what happened, and because I do dearly love the friends I have that I don't see often, I decided last night that I'm going to go to a concert with 4 of my friends. These 4 friends live on the other side of the country, and I shall be flying over on the Friday, concert Saturday night, catch the Red Eye Sunday night and be back in WW by Monday afternoon.
Yeah, it's slightly a long way to go for a band that will actually be doing a show only 3 hours from where I live, but I don't want to lose any more connection through pure laziness. I'm looking forward to the quick trip and catch up, and by the sound of it, my friends are happy I'm coming over no matter how short my trip is.
