So, here I am, staring 30 straight in the face. And while it kinda feels like I’m supposed to be an adult by now, I don’t really feel like one. It’s like I’m balancing on this weird seesaw between excitement and mild existential panic. 😂 Like, will I actually grow into this super cool, evolved version of myself? Am I even capable of that much growth? Or am I just stuck in this awkward “kid-at-heart” phase forever?
Last weekend, I caught up with an old high school friend. You know, one of those rare connections that somehow survived the whole “everyone moved away for college and life happened” thing. We didn’t talk much during those college years—life pulled us into different directions—but somehow, miraculously, we stayed in touch. Even now, we meet up maybe once a year, if that. But we still message here and there. Is this what grown-up friendships are like? Sporadic, but steady?
I think friendship comes in all kinds of shapes and colors. And with this friend, it’s like one of those rare shapes—a mix of “same old vibes” and “watching each other grow from a distance.” It’s funny because while they’re a full-grown adult now, in my mind, they’re still that kid from back in the day, from the cringe-worthy, last days of our teenage rebellion. So many awkward moments (cue the eternal facepalms). But those were the days, right? Eleven years. ELEVEN! It honestly feels like just yesterday… but wow, time sure flies.
So, here’s to this friend, who has stuck with me through all the ups, downs, and my totally weird personality. Thank you for laughing through my nonsense and still being there, even when life got so abenteuerlich.
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Thoughts about that one heartwarming day in october.
Only two two more months left of 2024.
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