Same boat, to some extent. My childhood was highly itinerant between frequent international moves and boarding school, and adult life has been much the same, a

Same boat, to some extent. My childhood was highly itinerant between frequent international moves and boarding school, and adult life has been much the same, and I rapidly learned as a kid: A) how to form “friendships” fast B) that “friendship” is usually convenient, transitional, temporary, and disposable I have zero friends from school or university, and people I would count as friends who I have known more than a decade I can count on one hand - and that’s just fine, as I accept and understand that friends are people who you are geographically proximal to and are convenient to spend time with. I am rarely geographically proximal to anyone for very long, and as it’s my choice to move on, I slink off to my next destination to never be heard from again, as there’s just no point in trying to maintain a friendship at long distance - the effort/reward ratio is all out of whack for both parties. What possível relevance does what I am doing on another continent have to your life? None. Is it likely to engender resentment and hostility if we keep in touch? Absolutely. It’s far preferable to just let the embers fade than to end up with an explosive decomposition down the line when your values and weltanschauung inevitably drift. The few friendships that I have maintained over the years are with fellow travellers - people who, like me, understand that relationships are disposable, and are not worth operating at a distance - rather once every few years coincidence will see us in the same place, and we bring the friendship out of stasis for a weekend. As an added bonus, by not keeping in touch, we have plenty to catch up upon when we re-encounter one another. These people usually emerge from the strangest cracks in the pavement - a borrowed cigarette on an icebreaker, a hot air balloon disaster, as a mirage on the horizon whilst stood queasily in the oozing muck of the dried up Aral sea. Because they begin out of utter disconnection, they can be sustained. Unlike you, it doesn’t foster a sense of connection - rather a sense of deep disconnection, as I realise that to the majority of people, who live sedentary lives and have had the same friends since they were in nappies, this way of thinking is alien - but again, that’s ok, as it’s now of my own volition to live the life I lead. Hence “friendships” in my points - as I don’t really view this type of interaction as friendship, rather just that the world is better when you are friendly to strangers. Friendship, in the fecund, smothering way that many seem to view it, is utterly alien to me, and is in my view nothing more than tribalism, as most people have “friendship groups”, within which they engage in cultural drift and mutual ego-massage, usually resulting in poor outcomes for all. Honestly, I’m not sure it’s even a thing beyond a reified concept that we are taught to engage in from an early age.