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[mahogany]

Of the things that I really miss about my late teens/early twenties, is the late night conversations. I had some awesome roommates, and I spent many a night immersed in conversation. I greeted more sunrises than I can count, with bags under my eyes, still in my clothes from the previous day, and with steaming hot cup of coffee in hand. I miss the freedom of being able to do that. I miss the kind of connection, and understanding that those kind of nights lead inevitably encouraged.

I just don’t have friendships on that level anymore. It’s impossible. I’m married. I have two children. I can’t afford to invest that kind of time into building a friendship, and my husband isn’t interested in having those kinds of pointless, meandering conversations that go on for hours. Besides, both of us start to wilt pretty fast at about midnight...often well before then, in fact.

I wish I hadn’t thrown away my diaries from those years. They were my only record of those times. I have very few photos, and my memories are starting to fade.

Comments

[toesontheground.livejournal.com]

They're a treasure, conversations like that. Don't give up on the hope of having more of them. Except maybe the all night part :,) - but then maybe that's more a symbol of having time to spare so you could talk the long road?

[abigailvr.livejournal.com]

I was having a similar nostalgia recently. My conversations like that were usually on the phone though. I haven't had a friend like that in years, even though I'm still friends with the people I had those conversations with. Just not in the same way.