Closeness (writing prompt)
I don't think of the word friend as anything more than a gesture. I refer to people as friends, but really it refers to the person I'm currently not fighting with. It's a truce-partner. Somebody I can just get along with. Somebody who won't add to my growing list of concerns. A warm body whose inhale and exhale cancels out some of the background noise. We're raised to be individuals now. We don't think as a tribe. And how about community? It's just a chain of stragglers who wander in and out of the same grocery stores; a group of people whose list of errands is similar to mine. Neighborhood? A subdivision of houses all built the same away. I don't know any neighbors. I can't refer to them by their names. And the difference in knowledge and wisdom between generations is staggering. Technology changes every minute. The young is always trying to help the elderly catch up because they can barely use a computer. Now everything is connected through Google or Amazon. We all buy our stuff through a couple sources. Soon it will be like China and it will be only the Whatsapp. One app to rule them all and in the darkness bind them. So I'm buying a dog today. I won't name him or her. I want one thing in my life that doesn't have label of any kind. He or she will either come to me or they won't. I won't force them though. And I'll let them eat whatever they want within reason. So long as it's good for them. Then again, how will i know? I'm not even sure what is good for me. That's dark, huh? My dog will cuddle up to me I think. If they want to, that is. But I hope so. I'm afraid of the dark.
