Why facebook stalking is dangerous...
When I was in NYC last month, Liz and I went to see Anything Goes and it was incredible. When we were waiting at the stage door, I told her that watching that show gave me the same feelings I used to get from church and church camp. It literally set me on fire and inspired me for my craft, the same way going to revivals used to put me on fire for God. I used to love feeling like I could take on Hell with a squirt gun and until that show really, I hadn't felt that way in a long time.
Scanning facebook tonight, I stumbled onto pictures of my old friends from church. The girls who were my closest friends weren't in any of the pictures I was looking at, but a sadness came over me. If things had been different, I can't help but wonder if I would be in those pictures. I barely even talk to those people any more and part of me kind of misses them. For years, they were a big part of my life and now, nothing.
We grow up and we grow apart, but it doesn't mean we can't wonder, what if, right?
Scanning facebook tonight, I stumbled onto pictures of my old friends from church. The girls who were my closest friends weren't in any of the pictures I was looking at, but a sadness came over me. If things had been different, I can't help but wonder if I would be in those pictures. I barely even talk to those people any more and part of me kind of misses them. For years, they were a big part of my life and now, nothing.
We grow up and we grow apart, but it doesn't mean we can't wonder, what if, right?