My social universe is shrinking
But it is not immediately apparent
It is like the entire universe along with myself – all that is me – is being recreated every day only with less people that I like or can spend time with.
Far from residing in any solid memory set, these figures are ever-dissolving, much like the props and marionettes in dreams do after you wake up; soon enough I find myself forgetting that they even existed.
I’m sure this state of affairs will at least help me avoid a lot of wedding receptions.