Sunday is for Resting?
As the 40's engulf me and lead me in a march similar to the Bataan Death March toward my 50's and beyond, I look back at the good friends in my life. Some have moved on, some remain but there is one constant, they are all far away. In the transitional American lifestyle a sad realty is that upward mobility means the sacrifice of relationships and the forging of new ones. Eventually though, I just got tired somewhere along the line. Even though I have now lived in my present home longer then anywhere since childhood I don't have anyone near me I would qualify as an "out of work" friend. I do my best to stay in touch with my others but aside from an occasional meeting we all exist mostly in our own worlds of life, work and family. Modern technology however has ushered in an era of bizarre companionship. We have all heard tails of the lonely souls that live their entire life with friends they have never met on Facebook or the internet. Relationships that are