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Putting things in perspective.
Aug. 11th, 2006 05:52 pmYou know, it's way too easy to get caught up in one's own dramas and forget about the people who have REAL problems.
One person on my friendslist is going through an incredibly nasty divorce. Another has metastasized breast cancer.
Suddenly, the fact that I'm squabbling with my landlord and having trouble finding a new apartment and I'm struggling with my meds and writers' block and wondering if grad school is right for me and maybe I should change jobs and why haven't I won the lottery yet really all seems rather trivial.
*blinks*
Funny how that works.
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You know, I should really be *less* surprised about this sort of thing happening . . . yet it never fails to startle me when I run across someone I used to know.
LiveJournal is such a small world. I just tripped over a guy who graduated high school two years ahead of me. We used to say about him that ninety-eight percent of the stories he told were an outright lie, and the other two percent were an exaggeration. He was vastly entertaining and a truly gifted photographer, and yet, one always had the feeling that he would never quite manage to handle what the world thinks of as "grown-up" things.
I saw him on the bus a few months after I began working in Philly, and he didn't seem to have changed. He looked and sounded the same as I remembered, and we chatted briefly before he debarked.
Philadelphia is a big city, and I changed to taking the train about a year later. Two years after that, I changed jobs, too. It's not surprising that I didn't run into him again.
Then I stumbled over his LJ just now and it gave me the same weird feeling that I always get when I recognize someone from my past on the street.
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One person on my friendslist is going through an incredibly nasty divorce. Another has metastasized breast cancer.
Suddenly, the fact that I'm squabbling with my landlord and having trouble finding a new apartment and I'm struggling with my meds and writers' block and wondering if grad school is right for me and maybe I should change jobs and why haven't I won the lottery yet really all seems rather trivial.
*blinks*
Funny how that works.
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You know, I should really be *less* surprised about this sort of thing happening . . . yet it never fails to startle me when I run across someone I used to know.
LiveJournal is such a small world. I just tripped over a guy who graduated high school two years ahead of me. We used to say about him that ninety-eight percent of the stories he told were an outright lie, and the other two percent were an exaggeration. He was vastly entertaining and a truly gifted photographer, and yet, one always had the feeling that he would never quite manage to handle what the world thinks of as "grown-up" things.
I saw him on the bus a few months after I began working in Philly, and he didn't seem to have changed. He looked and sounded the same as I remembered, and we chatted briefly before he debarked.
Philadelphia is a big city, and I changed to taking the train about a year later. Two years after that, I changed jobs, too. It's not surprising that I didn't run into him again.
Then I stumbled over his LJ just now and it gave me the same weird feeling that I always get when I recognize someone from my past on the street.
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