28 February 2012
february is good for living.
And then I spent an hour staring at the computer screen, trying to find a way to say what I need to say (cue John Mayer) and get back into this writing thing.
Lately, it's been hard for me to get anything done. I don't know if this is Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) (yes, it's a thing, and I pretend I have it) or if I'm just lazy. Either way, I don't like it. I'm turning in Fernweh articles late, forgetting about homework assignments, and not-blogging. I think it's just this thing where I am trying to do too many things in one week, and I end up doing all of them badly. My camera has sat in his bag for weeks, and it's been seventeen days since I've published a blog post. But February is almost over, and for that I am thankful.
I'm having coffee with an old best friend on Saturday. Things haven't been good with her for a long time. We've grown up a lot since the last time we last really talked, and I'm scared and excited to see her. These are the things that I'm going to say:
"I'm sorry. It wasn't all your fault and I treated you badly and I wish that I had realized that sooner."
"Remember that time, eating peach ice cream under your neighbor's trampoline? And the time that we danced around your room with the strobe light on? And how we would make cookies at two am? And how you would put so much sugar in your coffee that it made your teeth hurt?"
"I've been dating this boy since the middle of January, and it makes me sad that you weren't one of the first people I told. You might know him- remember the boy that hit me in the face with a dodgeball in eighth grade? That's him. I'm sure that you would like him if you got to know him, and maybe we should go on a double date sometime?"
"My mom says that you're going to college somewhere close to home. Are you still going to do something with photography? We should take pictures together. I still want to learn how to use my film camera."
"I miss you. You were my first best friend when I moved here, and I'm sorry that we ruined it."
February is good for living and remembering and apologizing and loving.
I'll see you in March, friends.
written by Katie