People of my past
Why I still care
February 2004 I wrote: “It’s so strange how the people you strained to get the attention and approval of
years ago don’t seem so important anymore once you’ve surpassed them in life.”
Which is, for the most part, true. However, even though this is the
case, for some reason I still find myself thinking about these very
people sometimes, wondering what they’re doing, wondering if they’re
happy, wondering if they’re still the same or if they’ve grown.
Wondering if I’ve grown because of them.
There’s the girl I knew in high school that I thought would be my
friend forever, but then broke my heart by ceasing to speak to
me. Next, the first person who ever betrayed me to the point that
I first questioned my belief that all humans are generally
decent.
Also, my first love goes through my mind from time to time. My first
friends in college – ha, what a mistake.
Even though I feel like I’m past the point in my life where I should
care about them, sometimes they still cross my mind, and sometimes I
still stalk them over the internet to see how they are, how they’re
doing.
It’s not as if I want to gloat that my life is better, or that I still
have strong feeling towards them — it’s more like the way you feel
after seeing a crazy ass movie and you want to see the sequel even
though you know it’s not going to be the same. You just have to
know what happens next.
Who are the people that you will never forget?
P.S. For those of
you who thought for a second that the theorem was real and that all
numbers are equal, please, please, take a moment and hit yourself in
the head with a pan. Thanks.
