found.

    The other day my friend asked me how I was able to go long periods of time without seeing my best friend. It made me realize once again how difficult it is. How difficult it is to just go over to his house and visit him, how difficult it is to only be able to see him once in a while, how difficult it is to have to wait until I can fall asleep on the phone with him, or even just have a long conversation. It reminded me of how impatient used to get, or how frustrated I would be inside when people said things like “I’m so sad, I haven’t seen my girlfriend/boyfriend in 2 days”.

    I guess I’ve become somewhat accustomed to this, this whole distance situation. The distance isn’t always a bad thing. I personally think it strengthens the relationship. Instead of focusing on those things, I look forward to the next time we get to see each other, and give him a long hug to make up for the time missed (Not literally, but you get the point). I look forward to the next time I get to talk to him until we both fall asleep, until I get to wake up and hear his voice first thing. It makes one appreciate the little things that others may take for granted—it truly makes one appreciate being in the presence of a loved one. Not only that, but that time away from one another gives us more time to get to know each other. It gives us time to learn new things about each other, things our closest friends probably don’t even know about.

    But hey, some people have it way worse than we do.

“Since everything is so meaningless, we might as well be extraordinary”

I’m doing an introductory comparative on Coleridge’s “Rime of the Ancient Mariner” and Shelley’s Modern Prometheus, and I must say that I’m actually taking an interest to it. I know that I want to do something further studying on the topic, more or less-the subject.. It makes me question what I want to be in the future.