I wish all this rain might turn into snow. The last time I really got to enjoy the snow, I think I was three, and trying to eat it. I saw some snow after my grandpa's funeral last year, but I couldn't enjoy anything then. So, it should get colder, so the rain becomes snow. Agreed?
I've noticed something else as of late. I've fallen back into that internal thinking process. You know, where you basically don't tell anyone anything significant. It's funny. People always got the impression that I share too much personal information, but I really, really don't. I guess that fact is sort of personal in its own way, but such a confession would typically be overlooked. People hardly read an entry with the interest of hanging on every word. We may notice our subtle hints that others don't. But all this seems to be clouding the true point. That is, I feel so much better now, but I don't. Oh, this is all terribly complicated. My big problem is over. All that confusion is behind me. But we must always be displeased with something.
I wonder if I really am settling for less sometimes. Well, maybe not for less exactly, but for something not quite for me. I don't care much for this conflict, though it really is my own fault. It's an internal conflict. But knowing me, I'll do nothing. I never do anything.
I am really really happy though. I've been all worried and confused for a while, but, it's gone.
Yes, just like that.
Well, I have to leave for my first physics lab pretty soon. Later.
In a mission to search for the "beautiful" (whatever that means).