This past summer, and the people from it, seem so distant. It's so weird to think that I spent so much time talking to someone and now I almost feel like that person never even existed in my life. Crazy how things work. Sometimes, I think that friendship is like learning a language. You invest so much time studying it, getting to know its personality, so to say. You don't wait until you completely know it to put it to pratice. You become fluent by practicing. Once you stop practicing and using the langauge, you start to lose it.
Friendships must be continually cultivated...otherwise, it turns into a mere acquintance.
I have a lot to write about, but this is what's on my mind right now.
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