Some of my friends are scattered around the world, but the place that many of them went to was Hong Kong. The majority of them had grew up there, and for some, my visits back are the only times I get to see them now.
Seeing each other again is a little strange. Since we live half a day away, keeping in touch becomes difficult as our own individual lives become busier. Messages dwindle, and then sometimes only reappear during birthdays and holidays. In my mind, time spent together, memories and thoughts shared, equated to what I would consider a close friendship. In this case, nearly all of that was missing.
The majority of these catch-ups are over a meal, but this time we did some new things; hiking, catching the last day of an exhibit, and just chatting on the tram.
For me, it sometimes seems as if our time together has stood still, and we pick up right where we left off when we last met, but it's evident that our own individual times have continued running forward. Catching up in such a limited time means we are left to talk about the most "important" events and fill each other in on major life happenings, and reminiscing about our shared history.
On Yasai at Cityplaza |
My favourite part is when we can get past that and get to the more mundane. What life is like everyday, where they go on their days off, where they spend their weekend, what food they like, if they enjoy their office culture, perusing the apps they are using... Then, it seems as if time doesn't really play a part. When you enjoy each others company, how often you keep in touch may not be of such huge importance.
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