Sep 26, 2005 02:09
I was reading through someone's livejournal entries tonight, going back in the past of all the time I missed because... well, because we stopped speaking last year, and haven't spoken since. I don't know why I got the urge to do it. Curiosity, maybe? I don't know. What I do know is that when reading through those old entries, I realized that I was actually, and genuinely, happy for this person. I feel sad because it sucks that I don't get to be a part of their life anymore, but there's still an overwhelming sense of assurance because I know that they're fine.
Up until tonight, I didn't think I was even capable of being happy for someone else. Good to know I can still surprise myself.