If there’s one thing I can say about my brothers and I, is that we definitely have fun. Whether it be play fighting, wrestling, talking about school, my most embarrassing life event, running around the house, or just sitting down watching The Walking Dead and eating pizza.
Yes we are kids in the house, but outside we are the coolest mature-ish people on the streets haha.
I felt bad for not hanging with them in so long. Like I think it’s been a couple of weeks since I have spent some quality time out there. So after one brother’s basketball game earlier today, I hung out at the house with them. I laughed to myself though because after a while, the 3 of them ended up on their phones and I was just there watching tv while 2 of them laid on me.
They are such teenagers on their devices.
But it was still fun. We ended up talking and jokingly fighting. I forget sometimes a hit from a 17 year old is actually a bit painful..that damn post puberty muscle growth haha.
We melted right into each other as if no time passed by at all.
Isn’t that a cool trait about some relationships? Like even though you and them are apart, it was like just a “pause”. Not like some relationships where the time apart causes distancing and bonds to fade. Where the time apart forces awkward silences to be included into the interaction of the reunion. Where there’s a need to play a forced “catchup” instead of it being just casual conversation. Those connections are of a seemingly fragile nature. So easily damaged that something as simple as time can wither it away.
On the contrary, it is also time that adds permanence to create the kind of relationships that stand the test of time; one that I share with my siblings. As if time is a currency and we’ve built up a balance in the bank large enough to live off the interest. We’ve made deposits to our relationship in the manner of sleepovers, late night dinners, and netflix binges. Deposits of attending their sports games, roadtrips out the city, or shooting each other with exploding paint projectiles. And those additional funds of all day hospital visits, being woken up to soothe nightmares, and being a remedy for tears of heartbreak.
Yes, I think time is a currency for personal relationships. Time away is a withdrawel and the account can go empty and the friendship disappear from lack of communication and accompaniment.
I love how I just accidentally define metaphors to myself as I type. I really type as I speak and let it go from there.
Til next time. Stay frosty.