It’s hard to remind myself that nothing is static and that things change, people change, opinions change, opportunities change. It wouldn’t be so bad if things would be changing for the good, but instead of evolution, it all seems like devolution to me. Things are either horribly stagnant, or they simply fall apart. Lost opportunities. Lost love. Lost people. Lost health. Lost memories. Every time I lose something I die a little inside. Normally that wouldn’t be such a problem because there would be an abundance of new things to replenish that which was lost but that doesn’t seem to be the case anymore. Perhaps it’s merely my diminished scope that’s failing me, narrowed further and further due to the sincere lack of joy I feel in the things I do. I probably miss things that would normally elevate my spirits.
And because I don’t want to leave on such an angsty note, here’s something that did make me laugh today:

I’m comin’ home early this year.
We better get shitfaced.
You just need some time. It will be alright.
I adore you. :)