Anyhow. I was sitting in the parking lot of the mall, waiting for my mother and younger brother to come back so we could go home and go on with our usual, bland lives. And then an idea struck me. I spontaneously assembled a group consisting of my best friend, and two other guys from school that I never really knew well. I ended up having a very memorable night, and found that I really could relate to these guys. Real bro material.
I've been thinking a lot. As my senior year progresses, I become more and more aware of my future. I realise that I may not see the people I'm forming these bonds with after May. Life has hit me in the face, and it left a bruise. If I leave it alone, it will heal. But if I pester and prod the mark, it pains me. The analogy extends to my thoughts about Tomorrow. The more I ponder, the more I am bothered.
Tomorrow is a subject of mixed feeling to me. Excitement, the unknown. Fear, the unknown. Ultimately, tomorrow will come, regardless of my feelings towards it. I think you'll be alright. Life hits us all in the face, and it pains me to see my friends go. Ultimately, people separate and friendships will die. I think that's why so many people find solace in the concept of a life after death.
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