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Relationships, the same ones at least, don't quite serve me anymore.
There was a year where I tried to K.I.T. with everyone, from all years, all jobs, and tried to make efforts to reconnect. It meant lots of conversations, remembering details in people's lives, and effort.
Maybe it was the pandemic, the ongoing lull, and getting older, and other competing priorities, but it's recognized and realized.
And I'm okay with it. And I welcome it!
Introspectively, I remembered how meeting up for a coffee meant listening to stories from friends who went off to college before me, listening to prospects of lovers, getting life advice, listening and learning. Listening and learning is different now. I'll still meet up now, but it's just different, not the same, and not for the same reasons.
Post-2020 are the years I don't wish people happy birthdays. Doesn't mean I don't think of them. But now I don't see the reason why I should put effort into something I don't really care to cultivate anymore. Still wish everyone well though!
Is it a negative trait that, for the most part, I've come to think I know everything, or can find the answers to my own questions? Or just trust that I don't *need* anyone? It's a quite interesting feeling.