"Colline you cannot afford data any more?" She asked. I reply, "why?" She like your no longer on 'insta' your snapchat is not active anymore, you only tweet like once or twice in a day of which not all days.
After her accusation/argument I look back at my life in the recent months. Unsurprisingly but unexpectedly i made a few discoveries.
My life is gradually deviating from what it was, the multi-dreamer I was slowly turning to a uni-dreamer. My interests slowly becoming interest.
And in a flash it all hits me. The correct but composition-like answer or reason to my social media demise and her false accusation.
First realism that came to me was my outing life. From a wild animal to a tamed animal now to a home grown pet. Not because I lack the means but because interest wise its at the level of my heel but not Kololo hill. Sometimes I have a responsibility at hand or it's just fatigue.
My outing life explanation led me to my social vendiagram. The universal, set a sample space of at least three circles was quickly shrinking to the subset of one of the circles. My wonder led me to discover the path I chose, the destiny I chose, the career I chose slowly cut me off a certain group of people even some who I would call tights the closest of friends had got the complement or bar sign on top of them. Our interests and lives were to different to remain on the same page for some in the same book others the same book shelf and a few in the same library.
After all that I still couldn't explain her social media concern then finally it came down to me my phone gallery had changed totally. The camera album which used to be full of selfies, outing captions, bae moments etc was now full of project plans, construction form works, machinery operations and the likes. My playlist had more tutorials podcasts some indie and alternative rock music, and a few voicenotes. compared to the once ever updated playlist. My contact favourites only had titles or commodity names like Eng Brian, Dr Emma, iron bar man, foreman. My text conversations had gone the same direction at least the ones that existed. My downloads were of plans and designs compared to the memes and vines like before.
That's when I realised me and her were not at the same level of responsibility in life. Leading to the death of a rockbond friendship giving birth to a freezing water friendship hoping she will solidify her thinking with time
All in all I realised the age of thought in me had grown up and left my age of life leaving me with a choice to make, 'Grow up or Stay young'
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