Friends

Sometimes I just don't get my friends. I don't get the dishonesty, the fear, and the inability to just say 'no thanks.' It's not all of them, but this is especially true for a few of the ones I've known the longest. I've mellowed quite a bit in my old age, but it must not be as obvious as I think it is.

My mom tells me that Nyssa's bored and lonely, so I'm going to give her a call soon. She's like a sister to me, but that doesn't mean it's easy for us to hang out; it's not that we don't enjoy eachother's company, it's just that our circles of friends are very, very different. Most of my friends are total geeks and proud of it and then I have a number of friends who are more than a few decades older than me, while Nyssa's friends are generally all college kids who would rather play beer pong than Dungeons and Dragons. Okay, my friends and I don't really like D&D, either, it's just a good example.