No man ever steps into the same river twice.
The ancient Greek philosopher this quote is ascribed to added that this is because it’s not the same river, and he is not the same man.
[Alternate post title: “Who said this? Wade wade, don’t tell me.” (Forgive me.)]
Though Heraclitus was referring to change being ever present in the universe, i’ve thought of this truism often in the context of virtual re-connections with past friends.
Social media has facilitated getting in touch with folks i most likely would never have crossed paths with again. Folks i have fond and vivid memories of from years and even decades ago.
For a few in particular, when they randomly came to mind before, i always pictured the OMGs and hugs and tears that would flow if i saw them in person again.
Not that such imaginings moved me to try to make it happen.
While i regretted having lost touch, i had no fresh impulse to start up with them again unprompted.
Once social media made reigniting old connections possible, even likely, i relished thoughts of the OMGs, hugs and tears across cyberspace. Continue reading
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