Reminiscent.

Lately I've been feeling extremely nostalgic. I'm generally a huge supporter of nostalgia, but usually it's only a fleeting feeling that doesn't last very long. I've been thinking so much about the past lately that it's making me sad. and it just makes me miss things so much more than is normal.

I miss Kali.

I miss making music videos, taking pictures, and sleeping (the little sleeping that we did do...) in her dorm

I miss having stupid myspace photo shoots in her dorm, too.

I miss "K5L2MDA" and our mixed energy drinks/hot tubbing

I miss doing stupid things. everywhere we went.

I miss Halloween.

I just miss Kali.

You know, it really sucks that the saying "you never know what you got til' it's gone" is actually very true. Through unfortunate events and a little bit of negligence, things just kind of ended. I guess that's how it is with a lot of things in life. As much as I know things will never be the same, it's good to know that we will always remain good friends. Because Kali Harris is a pretty amazing person, that I don't think I could live without.

I guess going further back, to the cause of all of this nostalgia, it leads me to a dream I had the other night. That I had moved back into my home in Washington. It was such a realistic dream and it made me incredibly homesick. My parents moved from Camas about 2 years ago, and lately I've been realizing how difficult it is for me to know that I no longer have a permanent place. I don't have the stability of knowing that no matter what, I have somewhere to stay. When my parents moved away, I never really got the closure I needed, and because of that, it's still hard letting Washington go. I've also lost almost all of my close bonds there. Camille's family moved to Utah, and now I've lost close contact with my two best friend, Afton and Stevie. Hence, nostalgia. I ran across a bunch of pictures I had in my photobucket. So I thought I'd post some of them.

I miss being apart of "Kaution Krew." haha.

Taylor and Camille. Weird.

I miss Afton. and I miss us being inseparable.

I miss the way I used to look. Look how long my hair was! Ugh.

Sometimes it's nice to look back at changes a person has made. It kind of puts life into perspective. For instance, I now know what to do to prevent loss from happening again. And I guess without these changes, I also may not have found love, which is something I wouldn't take back for the whole world. But now it's time to move on. For the times, they are a-changin'.