There's something about catching up with old friends that just rubs me the wrong way; particularly the ones that were never really friends in the first place. To me, if we were really good friends, great friends, we would have never lost touch. I do believe there is a difference between being busy and just losing touch, busy is just fine. But when people lose touch, they usually lose touch for a reason, and then there's the latter; we were never really touching in the first place. 

Most people would probably find it strange that I picked up all my things and moved away to an island on a whim, but there's something about that distance that is so comforting to me. 

My 10 year reunion is approaching and I am choosing not to attend. I have no reason to spend $500+ on a trip back home to chat with all the people that never took the time to get to know me in high school. And I suppose I carry that attitude into everyday life. I'm happy to be friends, actually... to the moon and back, but oftentimes I find that people will make up their mind about you and that's that.