It's always nice to meet up with the friends you have been missing for a long time. None of them have changed much, which is probably what I loved most about them. So much had happened in JC, that their friendship has come to mean so much to me. I guess what I had previously identified as dislike is maybe jealousy? That they were leaving my life, going on to bigger and brighter things. That I am now just a side character in their life story? It doesn't even make sense to me.
I ran into an old crush too, and there was the same familiar feeling of fleeting euphoria when we made eye contact. It's was a nice way to say goodbye, and put closure on silly feelings I had invested in this non-relationship.
V and I headed to the airport soon after, talking about friends and the life ahead. Briefly I wondered why I liked the airport so much. I kinda hoped its because everyone there is either leaving to a better place or coming back to a familiar home.
My life so far has not been what I have chosen it to be. I am very much appreciative of my family and friends, but I often wonder what if? What if I had been a little braver then? I know it's a dangerous question to be constantly repeating to yourself, but I'm at a stage where there's a chance to start a new chapter elsewhere. Isn't this what you always wanted? Sweet giddying freedom. Make up your mind, kiddo.
