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Nov. 25th, 2004 11:18 pmI feel that whenever you get sufficiently close to something or someone, there's a part of you that never lets go, no matter how far you become.
I really enjoyed going back to visit the band this morning. I miss being close to the band like that - music here at Swarthmore really isn't the same, and SWIL doesn't quite fill that niche either, I can't put my finger on it. It may have something to do with bonding over a specific activity rather than common interests, or something like that.
I wish I could have done more than say hello and exchange a minute of small-talk with certain people. It's a shame we've grown apart; I tell myself I have no regrets, and I believe it, but I wish we would still be in touch.
Still, it was good to see familiar faces and hang out with old friends, it's the sort of thing that should happen more often, and something I think that I miss by having moved out of Haddonfield. Oh well.
I really enjoyed going back to visit the band this morning. I miss being close to the band like that - music here at Swarthmore really isn't the same, and SWIL doesn't quite fill that niche either, I can't put my finger on it. It may have something to do with bonding over a specific activity rather than common interests, or something like that.
I wish I could have done more than say hello and exchange a minute of small-talk with certain people. It's a shame we've grown apart; I tell myself I have no regrets, and I believe it, but I wish we would still be in touch.
Still, it was good to see familiar faces and hang out with old friends, it's the sort of thing that should happen more often, and something I think that I miss by having moved out of Haddonfield. Oh well.
