“We’ll be friends forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet.
Even longer,’ Pooh answered.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
I wonder about the longevity of friendships. Do friendships have expiration dates like milk and eggs? Would Pooh and Piglet be friends forever even if one moved out of the Hundred Acre Woods?
I’ve been fortunate to have good friends for my whole life. It’s difficult to split your attention among too many, though. So I have not been good at keeping friends. I am not friends with any of my best friends from elementary school, growing farther from the few friends from middle school, and clinging to the many friends of high school.
I suppose it’s natural to grow away from those with whom you no longer share interests or a common location.
I guess the next question in the line of thought should be, are friends replaceable? Could I have another…
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