20211213 : Young one

Last evening, my friends had come home. A young couple (much younger than I am). I was happy to see them after a while.

They had brought their (I think they said he was a year and 7 months) along.

It was quite apparent they doted on him. They said they have setup an Instagram page for him and keep it regularly updated.

He was full of energy and excitement and wanted to go everywhere. They had to literally hold him back from running around and knocking things about. 

We were told he had taken after his father - a better colour.

There was the usual talk of his antics throughout. We (my wife) and they spoke about his diet, what he eats, how many times, etc.

Like everyone born in the past two years, we were told how anxious he gets when even one of them go somewhere.

My kids liked him very much. But I could see one of them was not liking all the enthusiasm around him much.

I think they were home for about 2 hours, and 95% of the conversations were around him. I was alert and happy and devoured everything.

Somewhere in between the conversation went towards technology - some tools I didn't know about, but they use in their office - which is supposed to be great for teamwork, collaboration, communication, etc. Basically they don't have to use much e-mails now.

Normally, this is the kind of conversation what interests me. Especially if I have not been familiar with something, I perk up and listen with heightened attention and try to soak up as much as I can.

However, I could feel my mind withdrawing. It was no longer interested. It's not that I was not understanding. I could follow it all. But I could feel the lack of interest with it.

The amount of time away from all of those things, my changed circumstances, everything has transformed my mind. I couldn't relate to it anymore. 

Btw, did I mention their 1.7 year old is a extremely lovely "Golden Retriever"... 


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