I was rereading my Walkabout posts.It's fun to watch everything just... Unfold.
Right before my eyes.
I get to remember all of the small details I have forgotten and I smile at my reaction to the things I didn't know were going to happen, but know now. I miss everyone and can't wait to go back and visit. That trip has changed my life in so many ways. I gained friendships. Not just in Georgia, but here at home as well. Writing letters to my friends made me think that maybe, just maybe, high school friends can always stay in touch and don't have to stop talking, no matter where they go.
I never want to lose sight of that.
2 comments:
i agree.
wow, i went back to your xanga and was reading through your comments, wondering about why i said that thing about the little girl...i found a couple of other old comments that i completely don't remember at all.
my computer self always sounds like such a dork in retrospect. when i turn 20 or so i'll look back in shame at the way i talk now...hahaha
hopefully...
the funny thing for me is, whenever i write something i always want it to be different from whatever someone else is writing. so when i look back on it and realize that its exactly the same as what everyone else was writing/thinking/doing/saying....i lol. or bury my face in my hands and turn away from the computer in shame.
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