I feel like the energy spent in missing something doesn't really ever hit you until you bring it back into your life. Even if it's only for a minute, or a night. It's a painful hit into your stomach when you realize how much you missed that person place or thing.
Tonight I experienced that. It burns it's so painful to miss what I had tonight...As much as I'm loving life in Sandy, I miss my more sociable life in West Valley. I was well established in my church there with friends who were game to do anything and everything. I have no friends here in Sandy except for my roommates. I had a creative outlet there, and there isn't much time for me to have any kind of creative outlet. I work so much more than back when I lived in West Valley. I had adventures, I had a life back there.
Tonight I ventured to the Empress to go to workshop with my beloved Jesters. I was sadly disappointed because the once strong Jesters are no more. The Empress looks different (I'm actually not a huge fan of the new paint job) I guess what I'm saying that I don't like change when it's blatantly made itself known in front of me. Even driving down 3500 south made me tear up a little. I drove down that road more times than I care to count, whether it be to the Empress, to Ashley's, the mall, etc.
I'm aware that in little less than two weeks, I won't even have time to blink, much less have a social life, but I miss that facet of my life. I miss meeting people, learning their stories, and finding things I have in common with them. I miss having people.
Anyway, I'm in a grumpy sad mood and I'm listening to sad music so yeah.
Look forward to a Star Wars post coming soon!
Quote of the Day:
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night. ~Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes