I go where true love goes...
Jun. 27th, 2007 01:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ordinarychroniclesI don't quite know what to write here, there is only the vague sense that I should update...and more disjointed thoughts than I could possibly express in one night.
First, there was this weekend. It was spent in a mostly productive manner, with the purchase of gifts for Erin's wedding, naginata practice, repairing ties with old friends, and making new ones.
I was talking to my dad about what I've gained from MHC so far, and I told him that the friends I've made are by far my greatest asset (and that I should appreciate them and give them more time and consideration). I didn't realize how very much I believe that statement until I said it to him today. It hit me like a ton of bricks. My connections with others should not be fated to shift, submerge, and resurface like most of my many priorities in life. We're all linked, and I have not been treating those links as the firm roots they should be in my life. Ultimately, that is why I decided to spend most of Sunday afternoon and evening at Stephanie's house, getting to know her a little better. That is why, under the influence of a little bit of alcohol...I decided to finally call my estranged friend Emily and tried to make amends with her for all the time we've spent ignoring each other and trying to put one another down.
...more on how things actually went later. I'm tired and need to sleep for now.
First, there was this weekend. It was spent in a mostly productive manner, with the purchase of gifts for Erin's wedding, naginata practice, repairing ties with old friends, and making new ones.
I was talking to my dad about what I've gained from MHC so far, and I told him that the friends I've made are by far my greatest asset (and that I should appreciate them and give them more time and consideration). I didn't realize how very much I believe that statement until I said it to him today. It hit me like a ton of bricks. My connections with others should not be fated to shift, submerge, and resurface like most of my many priorities in life. We're all linked, and I have not been treating those links as the firm roots they should be in my life. Ultimately, that is why I decided to spend most of Sunday afternoon and evening at Stephanie's house, getting to know her a little better. That is why, under the influence of a little bit of alcohol...I decided to finally call my estranged friend Emily and tried to make amends with her for all the time we've spent ignoring each other and trying to put one another down.
...more on how things actually went later. I'm tired and need to sleep for now.
