Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Leave a comment if you're alive

It's funny how we'd rather pour our feelings out to random strangers on the internet than talk to our friends. Or is that just me? Why is it so much easier? Perhaps because there's no one to interrupt you, no one to say, "well maybe you should do this," or even, "I know how you feel." I can say what I want to say uninterrupted, without reproach.


Now that I've said that, I'm not going to tell you anything. But I'm doing good. Today was my birthday. Or yesterday? Whatever, October 17th. I'm twenty-two. It feels...different from all my past birthdays. Usually people ask, "do you feel different?" and I respond, "not...really." But this time it was different. I feel better; everything is so much better. I feel like I'm living for myself and for the most part doing the things I want to do. I love all my friends; I feel so much more capable of loving people now than I ever have. I feel less afraid of everything, and I don't take things as personally as I used to. Life is good. ...But I'm still tired, and my back still hurts. I need to get more sleep. And do yoga.