I'm tired. That's basically what it comes down to...I'm borderline crabby and kind of out of it so trying to create a coherent post may be more difficult than I initially thought when I started typing.
If you read back through past posts, change is a big concept in almost all of them. As redundant as it sounds...I'm going to talk about change once more. In one year more things have changed about me than in any other year. I've had more "defining moments" if you will...I went through a major change from college student living at home to a college student living "on her own". That was a big change. Then I had the whole changing of major thing...not to mention a pretty bad break up. God was so good to me through those changes and I know he'll help me through this next one....My friends are super important to me. I would say they are tied with my family for importance, especially my best friends. So riddle me this, what do you do when you're pretty much watching your entire friendship change and there really isn't anything you can do to stop it. You're going one direction and she's going the other. It's not much fun...not to mention you've been the way she's going and its really not that great of a place to go. Obviously I should give a warning or something but we would kind of need to talk for that to happen. It's not like we haven't tired...but we're both just super busy and have different priorities...who knows what'll happen. All I'm saying is it kind of sucks.
I have to say though, I'm thankful for my friends that don't change...no matter how long it's been since we last talked. I was in Columbusthis past weekend and I had the opportunity to hang out with my friend Seth for a little bit. That kid is practically made of awesome. I haven't seen him since last summer and especially during the school year we were both super busy so we didn't talk much either but when I was talking to him I felt like nothing had really changed. The conversation flowed freely and it was just really...chill. I love friendships like that. It's the same way with my honey bunny. I don't see her as often as I'd like but I don't really feel awkward having a conversation with her. I guess this is just a part of growing up...blah blah blah
