As this summer gets closer to ending, and I mean that, I’ve learned that I won’t be the same that person I was at this time last year. I’m different. I actually have money in my savings account. It can be fun for me to go to work because of the people who surround me. I have way more stuff than I need. I’ve got a second tattoo.
But I’m living with complete strangers and will have a smaller group of original friends around me when I leave Coldwater and head back up to Mount Pleasant. There was a disconnect and we drifted apart. And I’ve learned this summer that leaving people behind is fine. Am I sorry that my best friend is going on a different path than I am? Yes, and no. Too much of a good thing can be bad. I’m not trying to sound bitter. I’m open to meeting new people and moving on. I am starting my final full year at school and then I’m moving on to different things. Maybe down the line, things will change. But 2016 is the year of me. I’m always changing. I’m like the freaking planet. Or a river. ALWAYS CHANGING, ALWAYS FLOWING. I think Pocahontas said that in the movie. I know she said that you can’t step in the same river twice.
Don’t step in or on me though.