- Current Location:my home.
- Current Mood: frustrated
- Current Music:a horn chorale i'm writing.
- Current Location:home.
- Current Mood: good
- Current Music:MAD JAMZ zomg!!!
I'm moving in a few days. (Hooray!)
I've been spending a lot of time with my friends, saying goodbye, just hanging out for fun because we won't be able to anymore.
Today I had lunch with P.
P is a strange kind of dude; usually it's best to just let him talk himself out about whatever he needs to, just smile and nod, and let him think you actually care, when you really just know it's that he's full of shit, but you don't need to tell him, because he's a really good person on the inside, and he's been a really good friend, and if you tell him, you'd lose all that.
SO. I figured, today, as we had our last lunch date, it would be a similar kind of thing... smile and nod... then say "Oh I hope we'll be able to see eachother again soon!" and then fly across the continent.
But... as he started his psychobabble, I did the unthinkable. I started to believe it was true! Like... what the hell. P never talks about anything that could possibly be construed as rational or sensible, and I know this, I know who he is.
But everything he was saying today made so much sense... the kind of sense that people are searching for in the Bible or on a quest for the meaning of life. And... I don't know. It was heavy.
And I got to thinking... what if I'm doing all the wrong things with my life... how am I going to keep up with all the needs of my soul when the path I'm choosing to pursue is one that is known to destroy them? I don't know. There are a lot of things I don't know, obviously.
- Current Location:Canada
- Current Mood: restless