Today I ran into an old acquaintance from way back, for just about 5 minutes on the bus. He was from a community of people I was once, on paper at least, a part of, and despite how I’ve always tried to retcon this particular bit of my history, it has influenced me in so many ways it’s extremely difficult to simply forget its impact. I’ve always jokingly denied ever being a part of them, such is my dislike for the inherent nature of the structure and community. I have to admit though, that deep down in my heart, I know I hated it because I sucked so badly at it, that I was last-choice, but a choice nonetheless due to the lack of other quality players.
In anycase my old acquaintance, arguably the most easy-going of them, gave me a brief update on the lives of the rest. It was strange hearing their names again, after putting in so much effort to distance myself from them, and yet it was somewhat comforting to know that their life paths sounded just like I’d have predicted, that it sounded just about right.
(via thingssheloves)
