oh hi summer,
this whole thing scares me, early twenties, 3rd year in college, future, choices, the unknowing...
a friend of mine left to VN for good this morning @7am. we were supposed to hang out yesterday but plan was cancelled. we pretty much texted throughout the night reminding each other of random memories. i had micro bio at 8 and i decided to pull an allnight or else i could never wake up and make it to the airport at 7. but our timing didnt match so i ended up leaving to school. I think we first met during my freshman year. He was always a lil bit more special I wasnt sure why. I guessed it was the vibe we got, well, at least for me. We didnt really talk for a while though. life. I promised him a long time ago that i would get a license and drive him around, and we made jokes out of that promise everytime, since it took me forever to actually schedule for a driving test. Now i have it and he's not around anymore. I last see him when he was at work making boba, he didnt even charge my taro :) never knew it was the last time we saw each other. He called while changing plane, right after i was done with the test.
Im never good with goodbyes.
Out of all emotion, i think nostalgia is the one i feel the most. I live on memories.
...It's a weakness, isnt it?
"Nostalgia - it's delicate, but potent. In Greek, "nostalgia" literally means "the pain from an old wound." It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn't a spaceship, it's a time machine. It goes backwards, and forwards... it takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It's not called the wheel, it's called the carousel. It let's us travel the way a child travels - around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know are loved."
- Don Draper, "Mad Man", The Wheel (2007).
