Future

It was SCRAM semi finals.

And what had me thinking, staring off into space, wasn't the problem at hand at all.

Supposedly, this happened to us. How would we cope? Would our friendship be strong enough to pull us through this ordeal?

Who would "we" be?

Endless thoughts and questions parade through my mind's eye.

In that sense, perhaps the most valuable lesson we have learnt during these months is not about how to resolve conflics at all.

I would not have thought that a problem about school uniform would lead to values of respect and morality.

Neither would I have expected to be confronted with something as surreal and common place as the serious injury of an important friend.

How would we change? I don't know.

Looking back, it is obvious this experience has already helped our group bond in many ways.

It is also obvious that our friendship has changed over the last three years. It was bound to.

Where will we be in five, ten, twenty years later? I often ask myself this.

Maybe some of us will be immensly successful, others not so. Some may have families while others prefer life on their own. Some may chose to dwell in the buzz of the city while others will chose to flourish in the rural niches and their relative peace.

Will our differences, not yet fully expressed, tear us apart?

Or rather than tear, let us slowly drift away in different directions and before we know it, we no longer belong together.

And then, there is the constant, underlying fear of loneliness embedded deep within my mind.

The fear that one day, I'll be completely alone.

And I wonder, what could possibly bring us back together in the future? The fading memories of these years would not be enough, would it?

How would I be able to help my friends in the future?

And more I think about it, the more the answers seem to elude me.

And I'm left wondering

I wonder, I wonder.

-Blood