Dear Diary, caught up with more stuffs I had neglected for months. I felt good about it but a little upset with myself. It was nice finally meeting friends and their family, but the whole time I was with them I remember how much I had missed, how much time I had wasted for a hobby and a group of people I didn't know anything about except that we share the same hobby. The hobby itself is not even in alignment with my creative project which is my true passion. It's fun, it's creative, but not something worth spending that much time for. The interaction within the group was also not as pleasant as I hoped and it got worse the more I spent time with them. Meeting friends that I have known for years and spending time with them and their family has made this even clearer to me, what a stark difference. I can't really tell what made the hobby and the hobby group so fascinating at the time, but whatever it is, it's fading fast.
Things have changed in a lot of my friends' lives. They are now busier than ever, it's not that easy to meet and spend time together anymore. But I will be okay, as long as I don't forget the lessons I've learned.