...Seeing them again
August 3rd 2007 22:34
So today I ran into two people from my school-Bowmore, that is-who were some of those people who I just hung around with. I was glad to run into them. They're nice (ish) people.
It makes me think though, and it makes me sad. I never really got to know any of them that well, I was so wrapped up in other issues. If I could go back, I think that's the one thing I would've done-spent more time getting to know them. I'm sure that I could've been good friends with some of them if I wanted to.
Oh well. What is life, if not a bundle of opportunities missed or taken?
We're leaving later tonight... so I suppose it will be a while before I'm back. I'll post all about the weekend sometime soon, I guess.
*Sigh* You know, it's funny how sometimes seeing one person again makes you remember everything, everything, about the part of your life they're from. Running your mind over the memories... I can't stop thinking about Bowmore. I really can't.
After all that work just to get back in, my school time there is over. That part of my life is over. I don't know what I've gotten out of it. Maybe just a couple friends. That's okay. Friendship is golden, love slightly dented and unpolished silver, and everything else bronze.
Memories are just mist, fog that we can't make out very clearly anymore. We know that once they were clear to us, vivid, but although some still are, they're everywhere in the expanse that is our head. Memories are things that fade away. Memories can be good or bad but they aren't as real as the moment you're in.
It makes me think though, and it makes me sad. I never really got to know any of them that well, I was so wrapped up in other issues. If I could go back, I think that's the one thing I would've done-spent more time getting to know them. I'm sure that I could've been good friends with some of them if I wanted to.
Oh well. What is life, if not a bundle of opportunities missed or taken?
We're leaving later tonight... so I suppose it will be a while before I'm back. I'll post all about the weekend sometime soon, I guess.
*Sigh* You know, it's funny how sometimes seeing one person again makes you remember everything, everything, about the part of your life they're from. Running your mind over the memories... I can't stop thinking about Bowmore. I really can't.
After all that work just to get back in, my school time there is over. That part of my life is over. I don't know what I've gotten out of it. Maybe just a couple friends. That's okay. Friendship is golden, love slightly dented and unpolished silver, and everything else bronze.
Memories are just mist, fog that we can't make out very clearly anymore. We know that once they were clear to us, vivid, but although some still are, they're everywhere in the expanse that is our head. Memories are things that fade away. Memories can be good or bad but they aren't as real as the moment you're in.
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