You know what's really heart-warming? When a friend that I only really speak to during the summer, and even then only the first two months of the season, reaches out to me to see if I'm okay.
So often, day to day, the world is fighting itself; how much good can outweigh the bad? It's a contest of competitive children; which grows tiresome, yet is somehow an endless game.
Listening to an artist on my iPod that I've been neglecting for a while feels like discovering something completely new, but familiar, and makes me wonder why I don't listen to this every day.
My fortune from yesterday: "You are admired by everyone for your talent and ability." How I wish this were true.
I have so much to talk about and I really want to write something, but for some reason I'm finding it extremely difficult to actually form words lately. It's actually distracting me in some of my classes, I just want to write random notes while I listen to the teacher talk, but I can't think of anything so instead I fidget and wish there was something to do other than just listen.
Have you ever sat next to someone who is your friend in one of your classes and not talked to them the entire time? Am I a terrible person for not engaging in conversation?
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