I have been thinking...
I have been a lot of places in my mind, over the years. I have been through a lot of shit. Good shit, bad shit, bombshells, but you know, I guess everyone gets their cards when they get them. Bad hands happen. I can't say I've been dealt a bad hand, though I do have to say that in the long game I've had some great runs, and then some rather crushing defeats. Of course there were bad streaks that sometime lasted years, but I kind of feel like I'm at a crux in my life. My mom's marriage fell apart, again, two friends died in the last 18 months and the dog I grew up with most of my life died this year. Every time someone, or something dies that I care about, I feel like it's easier to move on. I feel bad about that. I don't know why I do, but maybe it's just how I need to cope with things. I'm really realizing more and more how temporary everything is.
I was sitting at a friend's house. We were all playing a game, a bunch of friends and I. I sort of stopped and looked around at everyone for a moment. They were smiling and laughing and having a good time, and for a split second, I knew, and I know still, that they will all die, and I will as well. That moment, and all the moments I spend with others are incredibly precious to me. I'm not sure how I can convey to my friends how incredibly precious every second I spend with them is. I'm not trying to be creepy or weird, but the thing is... this is all we have, and we need to hold on tight.
Life's a bumpy ride. People fall off along the way, but all that matters are those moments you are with your friends and family, the people you love and care for, and the memories that you have from those times. Every passing day seems to give me a new level of understanding of this. Every minute gives me a new glimpse of the world. I cherish it, all of it. I miss those I have left behind, and those who have passed on, but I wont forget them, for whatever it's worth... I love my friends, because they are my family, in a way. They support me, they help me through the hard times, and they give me more happiness than I can even really fathom myself most of the time.
I was sitting at a friend's house. We were all playing a game, a bunch of friends and I. I sort of stopped and looked around at everyone for a moment. They were smiling and laughing and having a good time, and for a split second, I knew, and I know still, that they will all die, and I will as well. That moment, and all the moments I spend with others are incredibly precious to me. I'm not sure how I can convey to my friends how incredibly precious every second I spend with them is. I'm not trying to be creepy or weird, but the thing is... this is all we have, and we need to hold on tight.
Life's a bumpy ride. People fall off along the way, but all that matters are those moments you are with your friends and family, the people you love and care for, and the memories that you have from those times. Every passing day seems to give me a new level of understanding of this. Every minute gives me a new glimpse of the world. I cherish it, all of it. I miss those I have left behind, and those who have passed on, but I wont forget them, for whatever it's worth... I love my friends, because they are my family, in a way. They support me, they help me through the hard times, and they give me more happiness than I can even really fathom myself most of the time.