it's time for perspective

A few nights ago I found an old picture frame from the only high school homecoming dance I attended. Staring at the picture of myself and the girl who became my best friend by default, largely because we spent close to every waking moment together, I was suddenly and quite overwhelmingly struck with the realization that I do not know that girl anymore. More to the point my social circle has dwindled to a select few whom I deem fit to keep me company. Who were all of these obscure characters who have disappeared as quickly as they were introduced into the story that is my life? Am I, at this moment, in the process of loosing more friends? Probably not. Even though, I am quite curious to how exactly this process occurred so many times without my stopping myself and thinking, 'hey, where is (insert transients name here)?'

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