So I have the best friends in the world. My old friends came to visit me this weekend. My new friends came out and partied with us. My work friends covered for me so that I could have time to go out. My housemate friends came out and partied with us too! I am blessed when it comes to having friends, because you do get to pick those...and for some reason all the cool kids picked me. I have no complaints whatsofrigginever. All I wish is that I could see them all more often. It had been such a long time I sort of forgot their faces, sort of. I knew what they looked like and I can pull up their pictures on FaceBook and I can check my phone, but when you don't see someone for a while you forget the laugh lines around their eyes, and their nose wrinkle when they smile and their shoulder when you haven't leaned on it for a while. I forgot things like that, and that makes me sad. My brain does this thing, this thing where it won't let me remember or think about the fact that I miss my friends and the other places I lived so so much, because it wouldn't be productive and it wouldn't help in my continuation in life. So ninety percent of the time I don't think about all those things, but now that I saw them in person, and now that they left....now I'm in the middle of the other ten percent. Funny how big that ten percent can seem sometimes. I'm in the epicenter of a "what could have happened" earthquake. No one really knows what life would have turned out like, had we taken a different route. Had we stayed or left. But thinking about all of that, well, it's no good. What happens, is exactly what is supposed to happen. And there is really nothing any of us can do about it. You make the very most of the pieces that are in front of you, and you build a life. And you cross yourself for every good fortune and great friend you have...and you never take it for granted.
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