tiredMy boss was dishing out pointers on life the other day, and touched upon the topic of keeping friendships. According to him, a person's pool of friends grows with age, but so many drifts away with the passage of time that only a couple remain. I made a reflection at that moment in time, and suddenly realised how comfortable I am with my own private space that I never bothered to reach out to those friends around me, which over time, would dwindle into nameless faces. There is no right answer: to keep a small pool of really great friends or to have a large social network. And not to forget time with oneself.
Oh well, the sun's shining, and it's windsurf time again!
