We were talking about Erickson's psychosocial stages the other day in my introductory psychology class. We got to experiences in early adulthood, which ultimately determine a person's intimacy with other people, or their isolation. This lead to that until my professor said something about our friends now. Some of the people I know now I will still have a close connection to thirty years from now. That's simply the strangest thing to me.
The people I know are from every place. One's from Georgia, most are from Massachusetts, others from New York, Alaska, Michigan, so on. It's crazy to me that the people I casually eat dinner with now, I'll be flying across the country to see them in my middle age. Maybe I'm just not confident in that right now. Maybe I'm a cynic at the moment, can't see any of that happening either because I think people'll be too busy or are too busy, or I'll just fuck things up with the people I really wouldn't mind flying cross-country for right now. The latter just seems painfully possible at the moment.
I've been going back a lot to the old questions again: Am I annoying/stupid/mean/rude/making you feel too uncomfortable to even look at me when you say goodbye? I can't help but think that's all I ever act like.
But she laughs, confides. What does anything mean?
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