Overall I have really been alright. Life is good, but getting more lonely as time goes on. My best friend is coming home in 5 days though, so I can’t wait to see him. I can’t really form a concise picture of where my life is going, but I have this feeling that I know where I have to be, what I have to do. I just have to let time carry me there. Lately I’ve also been wondering if I’ll wake up some day and I’ll be 40 years old and I won’t even know how I got there. Do we ever really grow up, or do we just find ourselves there, at that age, and wonder where our youth went? Oh and I’ve been having such vivid dreams every night now. They are so wonderful that I find it hard to get out of bed in the mornings, and I can’t wait to fall asleep and see where my mind takes me each night. I could spend my entire life dreaming, if it were somehow a parallel dimension I could only access through sleep.
But yes, life is good and I am grateful.