The Battle of Who Could Care Less
The older I get, the more people I find myself loosing contact with. Even really close friends it seems sometimes slip by the wayside of time. Not that either party decideds to cut the other off, but we all get caught up in life and things just keep moving forward leaving some things to fall away.
Unfortunatly I believe I’m winning this battle of who could care less. Got a call Friday night from a really close friend who is now married and just bought a house. The fact that he got married didn’t bother me because I could have seen that coming, but the fact I didn’t know about it really bothered me.
There are other examples, but none I need to mention to make the point. I guess life has a funny way of moving along inches at a time, almost imperceptable until you look back and see the distance you’ve traveled.
Maybe you’ve stumbled over here and wondering what I’m to, since I aparently haven’t called… and the honest answer is not much. It’s why I’ve been so bad about keep up with others, I feel (however misguided) my life hasn’t changed all that much, so yours probably hasn’t either. But for those of you keeping score at home….
I work at the same Advertising Agency that I started with out of Auburn, doing more or less the same thing as the day I started. I’ve gone to Northpoint and Buckhead Church since moving back to Atlanta. I believe that about covers it. Everything else stems from one of those two things.
Looking back over the time that has passed since college I guess what I have or have not done isn’t all that important in context. I don’t think the important thing is always to end up at a defined destination, but more so traveling in a way that makes you happy.
I guess that’s the $64,000 question these days. Are you happy? I was asked that at my last high school reunion from a friend who I hadn’t seen in years. How appropriate.
Times they are a changing
I’ve got a birthday comin up on Sunday, and my roomate Joel is throwing me a party. The biggest thing that sticks out in my mind about the whole thing is that about a year and a half ago, I moved back to Atlanta and I did not know anyone. The evite for Sunday will be close to 80 people when we’re done with it, and I’m sure we’re forgetting people. Lots has changed since college, and I couldn’t be more grateful. If you are in town on Sunday night, drop by Rock Bottom in Buckhead at 7pm and join us!