I spent quite a bit of time alone, behind the wheel the other day and got to thinking about Facebook, and the people that I have listed on there; all so-called friends. Some of them truly are friends–I see them, or at least interact with those that are far away, fairly often. Then there are the people I know from the various online communities I’m a part of–avatar fora, the Hellenic community, etc. Then, there are the handful of people I know either through school or other friends that I don’t really KNOW. Some of them I’ve tried to get to know better, but it’s weird without the in-between (which has been lost to the ages in most cases).
I’m pretty sure this thought had a point, but I’ll be damned if I can remember it now. It’s odd how friendships work–some people stick around, some come and go, some never really get started. I think a part of me has been exploring what friendship means to me, and which of my friends truly are.