Gee, I miss just hanging out. The movie nights-in with pizza & popcorn and home before midnight, yet still managing to fit in several hours of continuous contact time with chattage included! Those were the days, eh!? Uni just isn't the same.
On the one hand, I'm glad that we're still close enough to be able to have that sort of impromptu small gathering without it feeling awkward. On the other hand, I wish we had the chance to do it more often.
It's a sad, sad situation. I miss spending extended lengths of time together. I wish we had the time for truths only 4am and the cover of darkness can bring to the surface. I wish we had more time for fun that didn't need to involve alcohol. I wish we had more time to just be ourselves, be young, act silly, breed laughter.
I wish we had more time to be happy.
On the jukebox: Toy Story ~ You've Got A Friend In Me
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ReplyDelete:-)
Ditto ditto.
ReplyDeleteI guess you could call it growing up and moving on. I really don't want to sometimes but I thinking I'm slowly starting to accept I have no control over anything so I might as well go with the flow.
I'm a bit slow eh ;o)
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