Apr 12, 2008 16:39
Or perhaps I've simply re-noticed them in a different light than when I first noticed them once before.
While I am not an ugly person, I am apparently not terribly attractive either. This is not a self deprecating thought mind you as I know that I am an amazing person thanks to all of the wonderful and awesome people that I have in my life. The truth is, its there fault, and there loss as well. I figure that the people that don't find me attractive have such horribly mundane and boring lives that someone like me would simply destroy their whole paradigm of thought, and quite frankly they just can't handle that kind of trauma.
I miss the intimate moments of being in a relationship so much sometimes. Simple, little things that show how much love and trust there is, a certain level of comfort without any kind of awkwardness. Sometimes it doesn't seem like much when its there for you, but when its not and it hasn't been for so long, it becomes a pretty serious thorn in my thoughts. Cuddling is one of the intimate things that I miss the most. Laying around for hours, curled up in warmth and relaxation, nodding in and out of consciousness with one of the greatest and closest friends you'll ever have can simply not be replaced by anyone or anything.
My friends, my very real close friends, are truly some of the best people in the world. They can never be replaced, not by anyone, or anything. Moving is not about them, or about me not wanting to be around them or spend time with them. In fact, missing them is going to be one of the hardest parts about moving to Chicago. Sure, I have a couple of friends out there, but no where near the numbers that I have here.
You don't really realize just how far reaching your influence in the world is until you decide that you are going to pack up and move to another state. I've had people give me hugs and tell me that they are going to miss me that I didn't think my moving would make any difference to at all.
Not having regular, and easy access to the internet from the comfort of my own home is not a happy thought in my head. I think that Monday I will loose the internet for the duration of my stay here in Lansing. I can probably manage to poke in a couple of times and check mail and what not, but if you need to reach me, calling my phone would be much better.