every now and then ill get punched in the heart with intense nostalgic feelings. what’s weird is that i can’t really connect these feelings back to a specific time or person….i just remember feeling it. i’ll try to make sense of it…
i am completely entertained at the thought of how long i’ve known certain people. making friends is a weird concept. you meet random people in the most casual way, find common interests, and somehow they end up being a huge part of your life.
i think the new chapter in my life has finally commenced! ive been looking at friends in a completely new light. the friends that were once a huge part of my life are transcending into their own lives, as am i. i find myself frantically trying to hold tighter to these friendships. as time goes on i find myself growing with content. the current people in my life are fascinating as fuck. i keep thinking about my past posts about how i never meet anybody that can hold my interest. i feel as though im meeting more and more people as the weeks go on. these past two months have been the fucking best. 2013. wow. just wow.
would i be cliche if i said that i have serious feelings for my life. sometimes ill be at my desk at work and i get a random wave of happiness and delight. visualizing past weekends, the people i spent it with… im fascinated with this new perspective. i was such a different person last year. so gloomy. so antisocial. consumed with insecurities. i think back and ask “FOR WHAT?” it wasnt wasted time, but im glad i left that person in 2012. i feel very free. i like who i am. i speak my mind unapologetically because i will always love myself regardless. also because great minds think alike. ive connected with so many different people on a personal level. i like this comfort. i hope it lasts.
…sorry for the emo ending