i’m about to fly to louisiana tomorrow to go to a wedding of a high school friend. brings back a lot of memories. as well as evoking a lot of emotions. i haven’t seen a lot of the people i’m about to meet in about six years. i know the feelings of bitterness i’ve chosen to keep safe and locked away towards the high school times.
despite those emotions, i know what i felt during high school was real. the joy and the fellowship i had with these friends. as i’ve grown and matured, i feel like i’m entering a time machine to meet my friends at a point where i was back in high school. i’m meeting them at a place where they don’t know where i’m at, and i don’t know where they’re at due to lack of contact. and that’s nobodies’ fault; i know leaving high school that we’d all be scattered around the US and around the world. i moved on. i enjoyed high school but i’ve grown up and learned a lot about myself as well as what went on in me during my high school days.
i feel like i’m just rambling. i’m anxious about this weekend. i’m very very anxious. but i’m also undeniably excited to see some old acquiantances.
