Another thing. Everyone says that they want to keep in touch with everyone in high school, but lately I've been hearing things that sort of suggest that the opposite will happen.
I remember Teresa telling me that her cousin told her that the closest friends she'll have will be the ones made in college, and that people will naturally drift apart. Which people? Yes, that's right. Cynical. Maybe. True? I hope not.
I hate that though. I can't let go. I'm not very good with change. It comes from deep roots that I've had growing up. I can't let it happen. I won't. I refuse to let it happen.
Big talk. Something in the back of my mind says I know it will happen. People naturally drift apart. Fuck I hate that.
Gawd I'm so frustrated.
Don't mind me. I'm drunk.
I should head to bed.
About Me
- Erik
- To borrow a few words for a crappy introduction,
Let's assume you all know me, and I know all of you (all eight of you reading this, that is), and move forward with the this and thats. What follows can serve as a blurry haze of itinerary-style diary entries, random rants, unasked-for-opinions, and the like, which hopefully can serve as confessions of how underwhelmingly human I really am.
Most of my thoughts come to me at odd hours of the night when all of you are tucked into your beds.
“It's at night, when perhaps we should be dreaming, that the mind is most clear, that we are most able to hold all our life in the palm of our skull. I don't know if anyone has ever pointed out that great attraction of insomnia before..."
- Brian W. Aldiss
Disclaimer: I find the most interesting blogs to read are the ones that the blogger writes to him or herself. It feels like I'm peeking a little bit into their mindset and their paradigm of the world. And so, I'm not writing for anyone, but myself. Chances are, it'll be boring, lame, and/or occasionally reflective and maybe even insightful? Nah.
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