time goes on
Winter break is always so interesting because you tend to hook up with people you haven't seen in ages and likely won't see again for a long time. Your old friendships come back and instantaneously work again even though in some cases you haven't spoken with the person for a year and a half.
Absences are a funny thing.
Last night was fun... it was Rachel's 21st (day after) and we hit the bars of downtown Des Moines. We only hit one bar, really, and it was a good one. The Royal Mile. That was some good, wholesome fun. After that we went to the hotel room she had rented and passed out. I can't wait for my bed back in Lincoln. Air mattresses and pull outs aren't doing it for me.
I think I'm going back to Lincoln tomorrow. That should be nice.. although I face a few days of the dreaded practice mute because the geniuses at the UNL school of music haven't figured out that no one is going to steal the god damn timpani if they put key card access in. Haha...
Life moves on. Seeing old friends is a reminder that so many things stay the same, but so many things also change. Things that were fundamental in my life when I knew these people, things that didn't change, have all changed. I am a completely different person, and they noticed that. I've never been the same for more than a couple years at a time. I feel like I'm constantly evolving... then again... isn't everyone? It's those people that change with you with whom you stay friends. Others fall by the wayside. It's a sad thing but necessary. We evolved that way.
But again, life moves on. We grow up. We change. Paradise to me used to be something so different. Now it's much simpler.
I close my eyes, I see my goal. I open them, I do everything I can to reach it.
And I live along the way.
Never miss a second.
Oh btw, GO HUSKERS!! That was one of the messier wins I've seen in my 21 years, but a win nonetheless. Thank God for defenders in the backfield who are still paying attention long after everyone else thought the play was dead.
Absences are a funny thing.
Last night was fun... it was Rachel's 21st (day after) and we hit the bars of downtown Des Moines. We only hit one bar, really, and it was a good one. The Royal Mile. That was some good, wholesome fun. After that we went to the hotel room she had rented and passed out. I can't wait for my bed back in Lincoln. Air mattresses and pull outs aren't doing it for me.
I think I'm going back to Lincoln tomorrow. That should be nice.. although I face a few days of the dreaded practice mute because the geniuses at the UNL school of music haven't figured out that no one is going to steal the god damn timpani if they put key card access in. Haha...
Life moves on. Seeing old friends is a reminder that so many things stay the same, but so many things also change. Things that were fundamental in my life when I knew these people, things that didn't change, have all changed. I am a completely different person, and they noticed that. I've never been the same for more than a couple years at a time. I feel like I'm constantly evolving... then again... isn't everyone? It's those people that change with you with whom you stay friends. Others fall by the wayside. It's a sad thing but necessary. We evolved that way.
But again, life moves on. We grow up. We change. Paradise to me used to be something so different. Now it's much simpler.
I close my eyes, I see my goal. I open them, I do everything I can to reach it.
And I live along the way.
Never miss a second.
Oh btw, GO HUSKERS!! That was one of the messier wins I've seen in my 21 years, but a win nonetheless. Thank God for defenders in the backfield who are still paying attention long after everyone else thought the play was dead.