podeamnodes
After a night of being stood up – and yet, since I was expecting it, could it be considered being stood up? – I decided to treat myself to an early night.
I had reckoned without my internal clock.
So, in the wee hours of the morning, painfully awake, I decide to go through the infamous Friendster. No, no emo posting this time; reading through ‘testimonials’ left by people I’ve know, I realise that I don’t really have much to complain about.
I may not have friends, but I’ve had relationships. Nodes, of people, flaring brightly yet briefly. And because the connection between us existed once, it still does, though ever so tenuously. I’d like to pick a day, and pick a connection, and try revive it.
Besides. I’d much rather have nodes that have been, rather than ‘friends’ who are not. How can you bestow upon someone the title of Friend, when you don’t even trust that person with your hurts? When you turn to a relative stranger for communion, because that stranger isn’t close to the people you surround yourself with?
Marvel.