I saw a friend from university yesterday.
I remembered how young and full of promise he was.
I remembered his innocence and the bright future I knew he had.
As he stood in front of me,
I saw age,
I saw the cruelty of time,
I saw his closed mind and heart.
I saw that he was excited about the new conservative government in our country of birth.
I saw his post online about "terrible" things from the last government -
including "open boarders".
I remembered how he didn't mind open borders,
when his parents gave him a week in Mexico during his studies.
I tried to reconcile this man before me,
with the playful -
yet not terribly bright -
child of my youth.
What happens to us?
Do we grow with life,
learning to see things in new,
empathic,
insightful,
ways -
or do we withdraw into our small minds?
I wish I hadn't seen him.
I could have imagined his happy and successful life,
but life has a way of dispelling our fantasies.
Maybe a few have evolved,
maybe.
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