I've missed this place. These people. Their words. All of your stories. It's weird to think of anything on the internet as a place or anything tangible for that matter. But there were and are connections. Some I'm sure have shriveled up and are gone. Some are resting, just where they were left. High up on a shelf covered in dust littered with fingerprints from the last time they were touched, waiting patiently for a return of anything. And others just remain, suprisingly, like nothing ever changed. Just like friendships. You have to excercise some a lot if you want them to last. And others you can pay the least amount of attention to and sit in wonder when you still have a fine-tuned connection. I haven't spent any real, quality time with any of my closest friends in months. For various reasons, but they're still there. Just like I'm still here. Waiting, for that good time that's in our future.

I'm going to see Heather tonight. It's been far too long. Since May. And we haven't talked much since she moved. I feel like I know very little about her life right now. But I know enough, and so does she, and fun will be had.

Beth graduates from college Sunday. It's bizarre, but not really. I just really had no idea she was that close to finishing. I'm proud of her. Especially after the year she's had. She is going to be amazing at whatever she does. I'll see her Sunday and I can't wait.

It's early, or late, not entirely sure. And I've got to shower and dress and meet with people and run errands.

In the meantime, I guess I'm back, in a sense. I mean really, I was never really gone. You know?

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