People. People who need people.
It's been 10 days since Circuit Theory "broke up" and played their last show.
It's been 4 days since I witnessed a woman crossing the street get struck by a speeding car, who never stopped. Kinda having a hard time getting that out of my head.
Thursday will mark one month since my grandmother's death.
I've been thinking lately about people in my past. I've been thinking about how we can have people play such integral roles in our lives; to be friends and/or lovers with someone for whatever amount of time and then just separate like a split cell to go in totally different directions, never looking back. It's kind of amazing that we work like that, y'know? We can walk past someone in the mall that we went to high school with and not even nod. We can live within a mile of an old flame and never acknowledge each others existence.
I look back a lot. I mean A LOT. And I'm left wondering if others are looking back, too, thinking about me, and we both continue on figuring the other is not interested in catching up. Or is it that I am broken in some way because of how I am not able to just not look back?
It does depends on the situation, though. There are some that I never think about that I might be expected to. But not many.
So what if we were struck by a car? What if our lives ended without re-connecting with those who were so important to us in the past? It may not make much of a difference but unless we make efforts, we risk never being able to say "Thank you. You were good to me." or "I'm sorry."
It's been 4 days since I witnessed a woman crossing the street get struck by a speeding car, who never stopped. Kinda having a hard time getting that out of my head.
Thursday will mark one month since my grandmother's death.
I've been thinking lately about people in my past. I've been thinking about how we can have people play such integral roles in our lives; to be friends and/or lovers with someone for whatever amount of time and then just separate like a split cell to go in totally different directions, never looking back. It's kind of amazing that we work like that, y'know? We can walk past someone in the mall that we went to high school with and not even nod. We can live within a mile of an old flame and never acknowledge each others existence.
I look back a lot. I mean A LOT. And I'm left wondering if others are looking back, too, thinking about me, and we both continue on figuring the other is not interested in catching up. Or is it that I am broken in some way because of how I am not able to just not look back?
It does depends on the situation, though. There are some that I never think about that I might be expected to. But not many.
So what if we were struck by a car? What if our lives ended without re-connecting with those who were so important to us in the past? It may not make much of a difference but unless we make efforts, we risk never being able to say "Thank you. You were good to me." or "I'm sorry."
posted by Coz at 11:59 AM
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