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September 23 makes me think about a lot of things. The date in itself makes me think about the past, but I seem to be alone in that ride. Which is fair in itself because we come into this world alone, and we leave alone... and its rare that its any different right. So why shouldn’t I feel alone in this. I don’t know why I keep torchering myself by thinking so much about the past... but then I realize that perhaps it’s not the relationship but the friendship that I am thinking about. And here’s my opinion, if a friend knows what you’re going through, what you’re feeling, and what you’re up to (or not up to) and they still choose to not be there for you. Then really what kind of friend are they. And if you considered someone to be more then just a friend, perhaps your best friend ... and they still leave you hanging off one hand.. then really I need you need to re-evaluate your friendship. Its nice to be losing more friends at this time. Its REALLY nice to be feeling about 100x more alone then I did before. You know I thought a break up was hard, but a friend breaking up with you is a lot worse.
You know what else I think about... every September I think about babies. A couple years ago I realized that the reason I have so many friends’ birthdays in September, and have always met so many people born in September is because they were all conceived on New Years Eve. Isn’t that something, I always wonder if they know. And I know that I over think stuff so I think and analyze stuff like this. But hmm... just imagine, conceived on new years, and birthdays in September. Makes you wonder...