and by the time, you bide your time
For days now I have been nostalgic for spring '06. I can't stop looking at pictures and remembering what that life felt like. I miss pieces of who I was, and who I thought I would become. I'm proud of myself for surviving the past two years (hey, that's something) but feel like I have accomplished very little. Sure, I learned loads about myself and experienced lots of new things. But I expected to grow more professionally, academically, mentally. I always expect that I will have so much more figured out when I reach a certain age, and undoubtably, each time, I know less.
I've spent the last few weeks re-kindling friendships from past lives. It happened by accident, but once the flood gates opened, there seemed to be no stopping. And I couldn't be happier about it. I went to Philly for a couple of days and it turned into a giant love fest. Sometimes I forget how truely awesome my friends are. And they are even more awesome now then they were when we first met-it blows my mind. I'm inspired whenever I think of them.
Sunday night Brady and I talked about why we left our seattle lives, and how the things we wanted to leave behind creep up every now and again. You never really escape who you were.
Last night I saw b.teveleit (and claire) for the first time in ages. I'm so proud of them; they are living this cool grown-up life. I can't imagine being so domestic and so... adult.
I want my future to arrive now. I'm ready for next steps.
I've spent the last few weeks re-kindling friendships from past lives. It happened by accident, but once the flood gates opened, there seemed to be no stopping. And I couldn't be happier about it. I went to Philly for a couple of days and it turned into a giant love fest. Sometimes I forget how truely awesome my friends are. And they are even more awesome now then they were when we first met-it blows my mind. I'm inspired whenever I think of them.
Sunday night Brady and I talked about why we left our seattle lives, and how the things we wanted to leave behind creep up every now and again. You never really escape who you were.
Last night I saw b.teveleit (and claire) for the first time in ages. I'm so proud of them; they are living this cool grown-up life. I can't imagine being so domestic and so... adult.
I want my future to arrive now. I'm ready for next steps.