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Three People

I was thinking about three people today. I'm not friends with any of them on social media and I guess in many ways, you could say we're not friends anymore. I don't remember anything happening that wasn't civil, but the connection has been lost. 

The first is someone I simply lost contact with. I worked with him briefly and while we were never close, I sort of took him in, since he was an out of town guy. I found that we had fun when we went out, but I always had this sense he wasn't very honest. He always had me drop him off somewhere other than home and I later found out that he was staying at his grandmother's house. He invited me over at one time and when I asked if she lived alone, he said yes. The house was very modern and there were not pictures of any kids or grand kids. I played cards at her house and she was apparently out of town. I think he sensed that I felt there was something up and after, we never really spoke. I also always felt he had a child, but didn't let on. He was lazy, but a hard worker at getting work, if that makes any sense. I thought of him after a conversation today in which I referenced him.

The second is a friend who I was very close with for a brief time. I found him once and he found me, but the time apart made our friendship always seem strange. The oddest part of all of it, is I became friends with his sister on Facebook and we've never discussed him. I know the family has dealt with tragedy recently and while I did express my condolences, I didn't feel like asking at that time. In my mind, the window is now shut from my side, but who knows.

The last is someone who I liked a lot and who I shared a romantic relationship with over a short period of time, but it was one of those people, you always found yourself back with, even if not emotionally. I kept in touch and we always said we'd get together again, but I think it was my constant taking her for granted that she finally got sick of. Even when I did reach out, I acted immature and the way I did when we were much younger. I do actually miss her though and strictly as friends. I sort of understand her decision, but she never discussed it with me and for all the weirdness between us, that was the first time it went that way. I wish her all the best and hope she worked out the problems in her life that plagued her. I know she was a strong one, despite that not being who she portrayed to me. 

Well, off to bed to think of others or maybe just them some more. 

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