Since I've rearranged, and ridded the majority of complexities from my room, I've been more involved in it.
On Monday the 20th, I spent the day at Stephanie's. We watched one of my favourite movies Lost In Translation, fixed ourselves our grilled cheeses, and bathed outdoors. The entire day felt like the closing of one, essentially. The closing of a door, sort of, where this door is a representation of our friendship.
door [dawr, dohr]
1. a movable, usually solid, barrier for opening and closing an entranceway, cupboard, cabinet, or the like, commonly turning on hinges or sliding in grooves.
2. a doorway: to go through the door.
3. the building, house, etc., to which a door belongs: My friend lives two doors down the street.
4. any means of approach, admittance, or access: the doors to learning.
5. any gateway marking an entrance or exit from one place or state to another: at heaven's door.
All 5 of these definitions apply to our relationship in a way, although it is more than solid. It makes rocks look like Silly Putty. Monday really began to feel like the beginning of the end. But they say with every end comes a new beginning. Or a new door. A newer entranceway. I've been having overwhelmingly shaped and sized mood swings recently, as though I've been rocking my mind from left to right repeatedly. From I'm leaving, they're leaving, we are parting and things won't be like they are right now, ever again to We'll keep in touch. I'm glad we're going our separate ways. It's healthy, and it's apart of life, to seek change and to embrace those different pathways that life takes you along.
Again, I feel very in between. I'm physically between two similar, although very different parts in my life right now. I feel a little, little bit stuck here. I'm giving myself some advice, that being to just go with things as they come. Changes will come soon enough. Enjoy the remainder of these summer months. You will be fine and won't want to come home once you spend the first couple weeks on campus, am I right? Take care.
With this, Stephanie, Rachel and I collectively painted in the park, as a milestone and almost as a toast to our friendship. It is now a reminder of the past and how we grew up together, helped one another, and laughed beside each other.