What's In a Friend?

When is it that we come to a realization that the people in our lives that we call friends aren't really our friends? Is there a point when we are able to have buddies whether they be male or female and can hang out with these people without drinking, having sex with or work being the only thing that binds us?

Do we have the ability to sit down and have a regular conversation, shoot the shit, talk about current events, the progression of our lives or any other random topic that crosses our minds without that leading to something more? When you realize your friendship isn't able to handle that, what are you to do?... Delete them from your Facebook, iPhone and/or your life? Or do we have an epiphany in which we are able to weed some out and keep others?

It may behoove you to take a step outside of yourself, look at your life and your relationships and examine them. Is there anyone in your life who is superfluous? If so, they may be a spacefiller for someone who is actually of some value...

Near and Deer

Sometimes we have to be honest with ourselves about things we see coming before they roll in with a gust of bombardment. We put ourselves in situations which have consequences that render us a deer in headlights. If we glaze over details and clues about things that are continuously being foreshadowed, how do we handle them when they hit us in the face?

As a people we like to tell ourselves that we like to see the best in people but we really only see the worst, and we look at situations from angles that are unobtrusive to what they really are. We look for things for so long but rarely appreciate them when they've actually managed to come into our lives...

in short we never appreciate what we have, we only look for more, because man is never satisfied. Ain't that a kick in the head?...