Confining Matt, Kris and I in the same vicinity for more than an hour feels extremely weird to call an effort, seeing as there was a time when it was difficult to keep us apart. What happened?
Time happened.
When we were all in the same place, it made sense that every waking moment would be spend in each others company, waiting for each others company, or texting/calling/facebooking/msn-ing about the next time we would be in each others company. Was this pleasant attachment due to the fact that we really had nothing else going on in our own lives? Is it only now that we do lead somewhat seperate lives and have things of greater importance going on than finding the best breakfast deal in Sydney, that it feels 'weirdly odd' when we do see each other, rather than when we don't? I believe this 'same place' we were all in at that time was Limbo. Maybe we were all waiting for life to start happening, and so found comfort in like- minded people who were also standing still. I don't know, it just got me thinking about how good it was to finally feel like we can put busy personal lives aside to laugh, enjoy beer and pizza and commentate the Biggest Loser for a while. It felt cool to look back on that time when all that mattered was what time the 355 was coming to take Kris and I to Bondi Junction, and know that although the circumstances have changed, there still is, and always will be - for me - room for kicking back every once in a while and appreciating old company in a new, nice way.
I LOVE US.
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