i had a little time to burn before coming to work today, so i decided to stop in the comic shop. i went to the one closer to my house, figuring i'd just go look around, waste a little time. i was just standing there, combing through the racks, when a face from the past walks up. this guy and i used to be best pals for a long ass time, which now seems a long ass time ago. we were inseparable. i'm pretty sure we hung out almost every day. at some point, i think we had a falling out or something, because we just stopped hanging out. i don't really recall what brought about the change in the relationship, so it must not have been too important. it was nice to see him, even if there was some sort of distance involved in the conversation.

either way, it got me to thinking how if you took my life and looked at a cross-section of it, you'd see lots of layers of different intense friendships that waned for one reason or another. kinda like rings on a tree or strata in rock. most people i know seem to have a best friend that they've carried through most of their lives. all of my friendships seem to have a finite lifespan.

but then i have to take into account seth, who i've known for over 10 years, at this point. he and i used to hang out a ton when we were in high school. we don't hang out nearly as often, anymore, but when we do everything is the way it's always been. the same goes for my cousins steve and chris, i guess.

i'm sure everyone goes through these friendship "phases," but it seems like i've done it an abnormal amount of times.

maybe i should just shut the hell up and get to work on some new "seven questions"…