Picture Perfect.

So I couldn't sleep again and I don't know why.

In order to pass my time, I decided to look at the pictures I've been tagged in on Facebook, starting from the last page and moving towards the first. Here are some of my conclusions: I was in better shape, I had so much fun, I miss people, and I haven't been taking any pictures lately.

Honestly though, I saw so many moments in my past that I really enjoyed. I may not have been able to remember the exact details, but I remember the feelings I had during those moments. It felt good and it makes me want to do something other than just go to class and work. I want to make new memories and use my camera for once.

Another thing I realized was how people come and go. It made me kind of sad that I was so close to so many people at different points in my life and now we hardly talk. I know I don't make an effort to reach out, but really, what am I supposed to say? "Hey I know we haven't talked in five years, but let's hang out!" Awkward.

I'm not that distraught about the whole thing though. I just think it's a little upsetting that we form so many connections to people in our lives and we will probably never see or talk to them again unless we make that conscious effort.

Later today I'm supposed to meet up with a friend in the city. The kind of random and weird part is that I met her online when I was probably twelve or thirteen. I don't remember how, but we've been talking for years. I know what she looks like and I'm sure she's not some forty year old man who's going to rape and murder me. I'm looking forward to seeing her but at the same time I feel... strange? I guess I just don't know what we're going to do or talk about. I don't want it to be awkward. I think we'll be okay though... I mean, we have a lot of catching up to do.

I think I'm getting sleepy now. I'll write more in the evening... or tomorrow... or never.

Good night.