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artistic I spoke with my childhood best friend yesterday. I always love talking to her. It feels like no time has passed. Except now she's married and has a kid..but those are just details.
I spoke on the phone last night with my ex. It was a nice conversation. We talked briefly about Christmas past. We've spent several together.
This morning I shaved my legs and it reminded me of high school.
That's right kids, I've got it bad
...The Nostalgia...
You have to watch for that S.O.B. he'll come hunt you down. You'll be minding your business talking about nothing when suddenly you feel the tap tap tapping of memories at the back of your brain. Sure you go to them. Feeling the old memories (which are never how anything actually happened, just how your mind compartmentalized stuff) seems like a noggin massage. Problem is, it's hard to live in the moment when you're living in the past.
Dear The Nostalgia,
I guess you win this time. I have changed my profile pick to my yearbook photo from fifth grade as an offering. Now will you leave me alone? You asshole.
Sincerely,
Aden
I spoke on the phone last night with my ex. It was a nice conversation. We talked briefly about Christmas past. We've spent several together.
This morning I shaved my legs and it reminded me of high school.
That's right kids, I've got it bad
...The Nostalgia...
You have to watch for that S.O.B. he'll come hunt you down. You'll be minding your business talking about nothing when suddenly you feel the tap tap tapping of memories at the back of your brain. Sure you go to them. Feeling the old memories (which are never how anything actually happened, just how your mind compartmentalized stuff) seems like a noggin massage. Problem is, it's hard to live in the moment when you're living in the past.
Dear The Nostalgia,
I guess you win this time. I have changed my profile pick to my yearbook photo from fifth grade as an offering. Now will you leave me alone? You asshole.
Sincerely,
Aden
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