I was meeting one of my best friends from college last weekend. She lives abroad for work but she will come back at least once a year; every time she’s back she will definitely make an effort to see me and It feels like she never left.
During our chat, she asked: “Do you think it’s getting a lot harder to make friends as we grow up?” I laughed and said: “Who doesn’t think like that?”
Her question was stuck in my mind that night, and suddenly I have come up with another thought.
I opened my Facebook. Slowly and gradually, I deleted 564 friends that night.
Making friends is actually a lot easier than you think.
Let me prove this.
Imagine you met someone interesting at a party and you feel like it would be great if you guys can stay connected after the party. So the next thing you do was get onto Facebook, search the name, move your fingertip to the magic button “Add friends” and JOB DONE!
Just one magic click and you guys are friends now. Just as simple as you see.
However, I think this redirected me to a deeper question.
What’s the true meaning of friends?
I tried to find an answer by recalling memories on how I make friends before “The Dawn Of Facebook”.
We approach new people, we talk to them, we share, we build trust and most importantly we make connections, in real life. After experiencing parts of our lives together, we value them as “friends.”
Then I asked myself while looking at my Facebook friend list, “How many of them have gone through that process?”
This is why I decided don’t want to get overwhelmed by life updates from people who I don’t even recall who they are.