Talk the Talk 话话世界

Ever wondering why your parents seem to have more time on family compare to their friends? Ever realize your parents appreciate the time chit-chat with their friends and relatives? 

Do you realise that you have friends in you kindergarden? Primary school? Secondary? Then tertiary? There ARE and not same person, if you managed to get one same throughout all stages, then you're a lucky badass. What we normally do making new friends and started to leave the "old" friends aside. We may end up forget their name, how they really look like but we still keep the memory deep deep inside the brain. And if you met your high school friends you say "Hi" then "Bye" but when you meet your secondary school or kindergarden friends (those you ain't knowing them since secondary school friends) you probably wouldn't say a single word and even pretend you know them. You do realize you know them but you couldn't recall their names and who exactly they are. 

Like it or not, I believe the more socialable you are, the lesser close friends you get and it goes exactly the more friends you made, the more friends you leave aside or forget. It may be ok, because you continue making some right? And now, I do believe everyone move on and forward, someday somehow, people forget you, friends forget you, and strangers know you and be your friends, the process goes on and on, until you have a family, that have all your concerns and focus, you may manage to sneak out to gather with friends one or two times, but most of the time, they are your colleagues. You hardly find those secondary friends, even harder for the primary and kindergarden friends. 

You may still feel sweet about the memories, but in reality they are as good as stranger. How about the regrets? Those sorry? Those concern that you wanted to express but couldn't? They remained in air forever.

There are people you appreciate and friends that you wish to keep forever but failed. Anyway, talk to them when you still have chance, when at least he or she still remember who you are. Never ever wait until your son and daughter grow up, and you tell a story about the friends that you have forgotten their names. 

Reduce your possible regrets. Its the only thing that one can do.