And then there's the good thing about letting go...

Lying in bed last night I struggled to sleep. I am still feeling rotten and bunged up.
It's funny how much real thinking one manages to achieve in bed when you're supposed to be sleeping. The mind flutters between that subconscious state that has all the answers you've been looking for...and suddenly there's a sense of clarity that washes over you.

I was just thinking about work (as always)...and came up with a few good ideas...(well, let's see how good they are today when I try them out of the workfolk)
And then I was thinking about the sadness I've been feeling at the "loss" of close friends.

They are still here. We still see eachother. Things have moved on though. It's not the same as it used to be. Even though I think we try it will never be the same. We live in the same city but still manage to miss out on the nuances that make a good friendship a real friendship.
And then I was thinking about the new people. The new people that start off being aquaintances...who you struggle to find time for ...but then something happens. THe new people start to appear more than the old people.
I suppose up till now I've been worried about this. Should you hold onto the past and continue to nuture what was once so important? Or do you adjust and move on and start to embrace what is new and exciting...

This is getting too deep.

Perhaps I should leave this for bedtime.