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change.
love it. hate it. either way, it doesn't really matter. change is inevitable and effects all of us on a daily basis.
change your socks, change your hair, change your identity.
but some changes leave a longer lasting impact than others. some change hurts, even long after the wound has seemingly healed. i guess the wound never really heals...i mean, after all, there is always a scar. a hideuous, ugly reminder of what has been. i can hide it and cover it up, but the truth is that it's still there.
did things really change that much? are we even the same people we were before? i look around at my friends, and it's like i can't even recognize anyone anymore...sometimes not even myself. i can't even begin to describe the changes in each of us. i knew it would happen. i think i just wasn't ready.
but
i guess that i'm a dreamer. i guess wanted for things to always be that way. i guess i wanted everyone to stay happy and stay grounded.
people say everything seems better in retrospect. how true that is. memory tends to cloud out the bad and put emphasis on the good. but in knowing this, i still find no comfort. to me the past seems almost unreal. like...it's so far fetched that it ever was.
i find myself questioning if it ever really happened at all.
OWWW my eye hurts.
wow...that really hurts the serious tone of this entry.
ah well, screw it.
goodnight.
love it. hate it. either way, it doesn't really matter. change is inevitable and effects all of us on a daily basis.
change your socks, change your hair, change your identity.
but some changes leave a longer lasting impact than others. some change hurts, even long after the wound has seemingly healed. i guess the wound never really heals...i mean, after all, there is always a scar. a hideuous, ugly reminder of what has been. i can hide it and cover it up, but the truth is that it's still there.
did things really change that much? are we even the same people we were before? i look around at my friends, and it's like i can't even recognize anyone anymore...sometimes not even myself. i can't even begin to describe the changes in each of us. i knew it would happen. i think i just wasn't ready.
but
i guess that i'm a dreamer. i guess wanted for things to always be that way. i guess i wanted everyone to stay happy and stay grounded.
people say everything seems better in retrospect. how true that is. memory tends to cloud out the bad and put emphasis on the good. but in knowing this, i still find no comfort. to me the past seems almost unreal. like...it's so far fetched that it ever was.
i find myself questioning if it ever really happened at all.
OWWW my eye hurts.
wow...that really hurts the serious tone of this entry.
ah well, screw it.
goodnight.