hey I learned to really smile. (I wish I could say "today" but it's been a bit now)
hey.
smile.
:)
Everything in Transit
(whoa accidentally stumbled on this title w/o realizing it)
So I hate old me, everything about my old weaker, less intelligent, just generally even more pessimistic depressed self.
I wonder when loathing of a past self becomes nostalgia/missing a past self?
or maybe nothing really changes at all and we just want to feel we've gotten farther then were were yesterday.
and I definitely have also missed past selves but also loathed him for not making better decisions.
OR were they correct decisions but I just can't see the reasoning anymore.
everything in transit. blehg. jan 1, '10
jan 2 edit
absence makes the heart grow fonder? or reunion makes the heart grow fonder?
