I really needed to hear that. It isn't something that's very comfortable or that I wanted to hear, but it's something I need to be ok with.There's more to this coming, but I wanted to make sure that I got this out before I forgot to post this.
I'm someone who's probably always been looked at as being stuck in the past, and might even be looked at like that for a long time. I'm sure that I'm not the only one who feels this way, but for me it feels like everything was so much simpler a few years ago, whether it be two summers ago or high school. Sure, everyone had the same basic schedule, you knew you'd be seeing your good friends at least a few times during almost any given week, and you knew that most everyone had the weekend off. That next school year was a super comfortable time for me, there was a ska show almost every weekend during the first half of that year, my freshman year of college, and when my grandparents started going out of town on a regular basis over weekends it was movie night at the house, no questions asked. Up until Starbucks, first part of April, I was off by 6:00 every night and had every weekend off, it was so simple. The summer after that year was the summer of '05 and it was one of the most secure times of my life. It might've only been about three months, but those three months meant the world to me, and still do. That next year was a rough one. Krisy was up in Flagstaff, and for a huge chunk of that year I was kind of off on my own. I got to see people every now and then, but as far as having a consistent person to spend time with and talk with it was a rough year. The times I did get to see Krisy were great though.
Last night was the Brand New concert and I'm pretty sure since I know I have a few close friends reading this, you know how much I love Brand New; but it's so much more than the music, it's like ska shows, it's everything associated with Brand New that totally has me hooked, and even more so, their song Soco Amaretto Lime. If I had to have one song as my theme song that would be it for sure. Anyway, long story short, Brand New didn't play Soco and I was pretty bummed out, but that's when the whole "it will never be two summers ago again" thing happened. I'm sure Steven didn't mean anything super massive or serious by that, but it's definitely been on my mind all day. That line could easily work for anyone with any given time frame. Everyone has a time of life they'd love to go back to, a time where everything felt safe and secure, and I'm someone who still has a hard time kind of moving on I guess you could say.
If I had to sum this up in one big scentence for you to read, and know what I'm talking about without having to read all of the above, is that I've realized once again that I'm stuck on times in my past that seemed more comfortable and secure than times today, but I need to be ok with leaving the past in the past so I can enjoy the times today. That doesn't mean I'm going to forget about things that happened, I'm all for telling stories and laughing about the "oh remember when's" that I never get tired of, but there's so much life ahead of me to live and enjoy.
Quarter life crisis much??
Love,
Chris
I'm someone who's probably always been looked at as being stuck in the past, and might even be looked at like that for a long time. I'm sure that I'm not the only one who feels this way, but for me it feels like everything was so much simpler a few years ago, whether it be two summers ago or high school. Sure, everyone had the same basic schedule, you knew you'd be seeing your good friends at least a few times during almost any given week, and you knew that most everyone had the weekend off. That next school year was a super comfortable time for me, there was a ska show almost every weekend during the first half of that year, my freshman year of college, and when my grandparents started going out of town on a regular basis over weekends it was movie night at the house, no questions asked. Up until Starbucks, first part of April, I was off by 6:00 every night and had every weekend off, it was so simple. The summer after that year was the summer of '05 and it was one of the most secure times of my life. It might've only been about three months, but those three months meant the world to me, and still do. That next year was a rough one. Krisy was up in Flagstaff, and for a huge chunk of that year I was kind of off on my own. I got to see people every now and then, but as far as having a consistent person to spend time with and talk with it was a rough year. The times I did get to see Krisy were great though.
Last night was the Brand New concert and I'm pretty sure since I know I have a few close friends reading this, you know how much I love Brand New; but it's so much more than the music, it's like ska shows, it's everything associated with Brand New that totally has me hooked, and even more so, their song Soco Amaretto Lime. If I had to have one song as my theme song that would be it for sure. Anyway, long story short, Brand New didn't play Soco and I was pretty bummed out, but that's when the whole "it will never be two summers ago again" thing happened. I'm sure Steven didn't mean anything super massive or serious by that, but it's definitely been on my mind all day. That line could easily work for anyone with any given time frame. Everyone has a time of life they'd love to go back to, a time where everything felt safe and secure, and I'm someone who still has a hard time kind of moving on I guess you could say.
If I had to sum this up in one big scentence for you to read, and know what I'm talking about without having to read all of the above, is that I've realized once again that I'm stuck on times in my past that seemed more comfortable and secure than times today, but I need to be ok with leaving the past in the past so I can enjoy the times today. That doesn't mean I'm going to forget about things that happened, I'm all for telling stories and laughing about the "oh remember when's" that I never get tired of, but there's so much life ahead of me to live and enjoy.
Quarter life crisis much??
Love,
Chris
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