I'm going off to college soon... it's so weird that I'm all of a sudden meeting all these great people that I really don't want to lose track of in a month, but I'm going to end up losing them anyway. That's the way the world works, right? we meet people and occasionally our lives see fit to intertwine for a moment, but more often we just slide past one another desperately sending out tendrils of information in search of... something. something that we need to find, but we cannot explain. something that's missing. and these tendrils drift like a personality smoke and dissappear before any real contact is made, so you're left with a memory of what might have been and all you have left is a lingering residual shadow of a smell that could have created new experiences and ideas. and we wonder why we feel alone.

Sometimes we all need to just remember to sit back and breathe.

You know you're missing the experience when you're just standing there waiting for the other person to stop talking so you can jump in and tell your story. calm down and listen for once. you never know what you might find out.