Is it just me or do different groups of people conjure unique characteristics in the individual? Hanging out with some old friends this arvo has made me feel like I used to. They continue to joke in the same old way, as though reciting from the same old joke book. They expect the same old answers from me. And I’m comfortably slipping into the old roles without a second thought. I believed I had grown as a person. Yet within these reunions I still feel like the anna of three years ago. Of course I’m still anna. That goes without saying. But I feel as though I’m a malleable being, ready to fill the same old mold and be the shape of the moment. Is this the reason why we become distant from certain friends? Is this why we continually say goodbye to one set of peoples and say hello to the next?

Not that I do this much. I love the idea of relationships that stand the test of time. I love friends you can meet with after years of distance and it feels like only a couple of months lay between visits. But it does happen from time to time. School friends for instance… Work friends… Not sure where I’m going with this one… Anyway, I think what I’m trying to say is that some people bring out the best in me and others the not-so-best. How cliché.