careful inversion
Mar. 9th, 2005 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sureiIt's a lot easier to grow apart than to grow together. It's also a lot easier to let go when you're the one leaving others behind. You want to be the one making casual promises to remember, not the one asking for them.
So why do we try for bonds in something as transitory as a four-year school? Because the human is not a solitary animal. And, though it may be more obvious for some than for others, it's really everyone that moves on, even if they don't move away. After all, I'm looking towards making this same transitory four-year school my home, and there's a lot of goodbyes involved in that. And maybe they'll remember me, and maybe they won't, but what does that matter? I won't remember them either.
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I'm sitting here feeling mildly impressed for just having managed to talk myself out of what promised to be the first major fit of depression I've had since I realized what I'd been letting a pair of jerks (and worse) do to me. I've a strong family history of both depression and bipolar disorder, so maybe it's not as impressive as it seems. Still, the threatened cloud has passed away (was that a quote?) and all I need is for my homework to be done, a nice book to read, and someone to give me a hug to be really happy at this moment.
So why do we try for bonds in something as transitory as a four-year school? Because the human is not a solitary animal. And, though it may be more obvious for some than for others, it's really everyone that moves on, even if they don't move away. After all, I'm looking towards making this same transitory four-year school my home, and there's a lot of goodbyes involved in that. And maybe they'll remember me, and maybe they won't, but what does that matter? I won't remember them either.
...
I'm sitting here feeling mildly impressed for just having managed to talk myself out of what promised to be the first major fit of depression I've had since I realized what I'd been letting a pair of jerks (and worse) do to me. I've a strong family history of both depression and bipolar disorder, so maybe it's not as impressive as it seems. Still, the threatened cloud has passed away (was that a quote?) and all I need is for my homework to be done, a nice book to read, and someone to give me a hug to be really happy at this moment.