The Winds of Change

            Life is funny, with its ebbs and flows, with how relationships change, with how people change with their situations. Like how we’re all still the same people attending school here, but how everything has changes. Like how when you get close to one group of friends, they move away, or you move away, and the relationship dwindles. Like how your core group of friends has changed, with inner conflicts and inner harmonies. Like how relationships dominate Art and my conversations, or so seems to be much more than before. Like how I took on added responsibilities with my classes, but expect to put forth the same amount of effort. Like how I keep thinking I’m ready to pursue a relationship, but know that the one I’d pursue would never agree to go out with me. Like how I never talk to Megan anymore, when last year she was my sole emotional support. Like how I see the complete diffusion of all my friends from high school, and it saddens me. Like how the strife between my friends here brings new sorrows. Like how I hang out with many more people now, instead of just going around with Art. Like how Aaron Benson’s troubles, and Art’s troubles, and Brooks’ troubles have all lead to a greater understanding of relationships. Like how I never see Brooks anymore, but spend a lot of time chilling with Matt and Larry. Like how Chris has taken the initiative to achieve his goals, and my efforts are ashen in comparison. Like how I never get to bed before 1 am anymore, and it doesn’t bother me. Like how Ponds’ work ethic continues to amaze, and to get stronger every semester. Like how I feel good about myself sometimes, something that never used to happen. Like how I know more about Christianity now that I have declared atheism than I did before I chose. Like how I feel like Shaggy and Scooby at the end of the first scene of the live action movie, with tears welling up crying “Don’t go!” as friends Fred, Daphne, and Velma argue and go their separate ways. Like how school is back to being school again, disdainful. Like how I never write essays for my site anymore. Like how I don’t care about school anymore. Like how I become more like the devil everyday. Like how my principles have been ignored. Like how I don’t have as many emotional meltdowns as before. Like how I’ve learned to really enjoy life. Like how we’re all the same people, but not.