I made a short trip tonight to see, well a friend I guess, I'm not really sure what to call them at the moment. They had a bad end to an unpleasant day at work and just seemed to need some cheering up. I don't know if my stopping by helped or not, but I like to think that it did.
Well it got me to thinking, there was a time when I would have had to put real thought into counting the number of people that I spend any time with, not so much because I had a large number of friends really but because the friends I did have had a large group of friends which I was made a part of. Well for years I only had one person outside of blood relatives that I saw outside of the people I work with/for, now I would seem to have two.
What got me to wondering is was I happier when I had an uncountable number, or when I could count on one hand?
I think that while I might be more lonely now in general, seeing the two people I do see now makes me happier than seeing any number of those I saw all those years ago when I couldn't count them on all the digits I have.
I guess it's really more about quality than quantity.
