One of the happiest moments ever is when you find the courage to let go of what you can’t change.
It’s a little awkward, you and me. How our friendship seems to be. Or is it even still considered such a thing? The bitter silence, my anxious breath. Your empty glance brings me a taste death, such chills down my spine. I cannot fathom how much you mean to me… and how much you don’t.
Literally. Stuffy nose, dry cough, headaches.. the whole shabang. Jerm came over last weekend and he got sick. Which I’m guessing is how I got sick, which also sucks cos I bought him medicine, but he took it with him to San Diego… wamp. I especially hate having stuffy noses cos I freaking can’t breathe! And then one nostril is so clogged that I can’t even sniff into it. Also, my nose starts to run and keeps running until all the tissues are gone. I feel great ._.
Other than that, I finally made the decision to move to Irvine! I’m rooming with Justin in the master, and when Jerm comes back from his academy, its three of us here. Kind of a funny concept at first, but its whatevs. Still adjusting to the move and having to buy everything for myself ie: utensils, pots/pans, food, laundry materials?? I didn’t have to worry about any of this back at home, but I guess it’s part of becoming independent.
Someone asked if I knew you and a million memories flashed in my head. I quickly glanced over but could no longer see those memories.. The warm familiar consumed by the cold unfamiliar. And I’m sitting here, wondering, how could that be? A familiar stranger?