Sep 18, 2006 11:28
No, its not a boy. I'm not in love. I don't even like anyone at the moment.
I read lately that love is real when it feels like you are coming home. Home is the place they have to take you, not the place that you have to earn or deserve. Thats how I felt this weekend. Not with a boy, but with friends. We had our sectionals frisbee tournament this weekend, and it was pretty amazing. The sun was harsh and burning on Saturday, Sunday we were drenched with rain. I made some awesome plays and tried my hardest. But thats not what makes it awesome. I realized that even though I used to be terrible, from game #1 last spring they always encouraged me, always accepted me, they wanted me even if I couldn't be a great help to them. I don't really understand it, because they don't do that for everyone. But I think I've found great loving friendships with some people that I have taken for granted.
I had a lot I was supposed to do today, but I didn't have the energy to do it because of how hard I played this weekend, and of the fact that I had a bit to drink at the afterparty on Sunday. So now I am sitting on my couch, missing 4 classes, lots of work, 2 meetings and some other things. I don't have any regrets. Maybe I get lonely sometimes right before I fall asleep, but I truly love life in this moment.