There is an unspoken commandment that rankles me.
It was unspoken when I moved states in the early 90’s. And it remained unspoken, but still in force when I moved countries close to two decades later.
The ones who move away are responsible for keeping in touch with people.
It seems this was once inscribed by chisel on a stone tablet somewhere and quite frankly it shits me.*
And I’m going to end this post there lest I launch into a massive ranty monologue that may offend some people.
*For those not fluent in Australian, “shits me” means it “annoys me greatly”.