Nobody talks about what actually happens to your friendships in the first years of retirement, and it isn’t drama or fallouts, it’s the quiet Tuesday afternoon you realise some people only knew the working version of you, and there’s nothing left to talk about now that the building between you is gone
The hardest part isn't losing touch with your work friends—it's sitting across from someone you spent 40 years with and realizing you've both been talking about the past for an hour because without the job site between you, there's nothing left to say.