I am having a random day whereby my thoughts are not flowing at all and does not seem to follow from any of the other topics I have touched on in the last two weeks or so. Yes, I still have people on the brain but not as much as I possibly should have (or at least, as much as I used to). I have made a dent on the new year's resolutions, even booking some activities for further down the road but still nothing to chirp about every time I accomplish one little thing. And the job is going well; I like it, I love my colleagues, I wish I could be making a little more money but then again, who does not.
Nope, the only thing on my mind is the connections that you make and the connections that you break. I am thinking about the exes that are still "friends" in the virtual world but are not actually people I could imagine taking the time to meet should I ever be in the same place as that person. So why stay connected? Why remain in that person's life when that person has made it clear - through non-communication or other methods - that you are not in theirs.
But oddly enough, the connections I have made are important to me, even that ones that have been dropped or the ones that are tenuous at best. Staying connected is a good way of reminding me why they are not still in the inner circle. Staying connected is my quick and easy way of reminding myself (better than a pinch to the wrist) of what I need in my life and what I can do without. Connections, even the bad ones, are all about the world you live; about the world you choose to make for yourself.
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