20 February 2010
I once knew a guy who was wise in many ways. He said something incredibly brilliant to me during one of many long and fraught philosophical discussions.
"Your oldest friends are not the best representation of who you are. They are a product of who you were when you met them. You've changed, you're a different person now. You can't possibly be the same as you were so many years ago when you thought that forming those attachments was a good idea. Your most recent friends, they're the ones who represent who you are now."
I'm paraphrasing, of course. It was probably much more gorgeously phrased at the time.
True? Maybe not. Fascinating? Absolutely.
(Going straight from this post and into my novel? Probably!)