Insincerity

"Ohhh I miss you so much..."

"Wanna get together on Zoom and chat for 15 minutes?"

"I can't."

"I didn't mean now necessarily. Like practically any 15 minutes, you pick them, I'll make myself available."

"I can't."

"If you don't want to that's alright."

"No no I just can't."

"Um can I take you to breakfast or lunch or dinner or something? I'm pretty sure you have to eat even if you're busy, which I know you are."

"Nooo I have to apply for a job and write a thesis and scrub the toilet and buy a new pencil cup and..."

Whatever. People are going to get old and they're going to look back on their lives and they're going to be like, what the fuck was so damn important that I couldn't take an hour to go to breakfast with someone I loved a couple of times a year? It's sad but a lot of people make that mistake. I guess I'm unusual because when I was a kid around my grandparents and my great grandparents, I listened. I heard them say things like...

"I've had a good life but I don't think I was as good a person as I should have been. I think back to my (best friend, wife, uncle, neighbor, kid, dog, whoever) and I realize I could've been a little more patient, kind, attentive...he/she/they could've used more of my attention. And really what the hell was I doing with my time that was so much more important than that? I think I really made some mistakes. And now it's too late to make up for it."

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anonymous Friends April 18, 2024 at 2:32 pm 0 0