Wednesday, April 16, 2008

A Pocketful of Memories.

"So much struggle for meaning, for purpose. And in the end, we find it only in each other. Our shared experience of the fantastic. And the mundane. The simple human need to find a kindred, to connect. And to know in our hearts... that we are not alone."
-from Heroes

It's been a while. Since alot of things. Our blog. Rainbows. Snow. Vanilla milkshakes. Certain people. It's the people though.. they're the ones whose presence (or absence :p) it has become too easy to miss. It's a crazy realization that those surrounding you can disappear in the blink of an eye. Makes you wonder who'll be gone next. Makes you wonder what they'd do if it were you. Okay, I don't mean to be all pessimistic. But seriously, what are you to those around you? What type of "friend" or "acquaintance" or "random stranger" are you? Just as everyone in your life has a place in your life and sometimes even your heart, you are something to them as well. Makes you wonder what kind of mark you will leave after your time here is over.

ps. I Miss You.

Savvy Doc.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

It has, hasn't it...
And the presence of those people who are no longer around really makes you wonder about the simplest things... how are they? do they remember you?

thank you for the little bit of life :P

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