It was arguably just as well conceptualized by the characters in the film Fight Club, or rather the author, Chuck Palahniuk: the concept of a “single serving friend” or stranger you will only know for a short period, perhaps on a plane.

The thing is, everything ends. And the things we enjoy, in the context of this being needy and human, usually end too soon.

What if they didn’t? What if, as Waheed suggests in the attached, we could decide to just let each interaction be, as it is.

In practice, for me, this looks a lot like unapologetically living my life and possibly seeming apathetic or detached. I have a deep and abiding love for departure, for the end of one thing and the beginning of another. I have a complex and equally loving appreciation for pain. I understand how these things set me apart, in theory. But I do often wonder how others, especially people I love, might approach this concept. How do we do what Waheed is suggesting?