It's my life...

Ok so I should be in bed, because I have to wake up early tomorrow, but I started thinking, and I feel the need to share this. Looking at my buddy pictures on my shelf, started me thinking. Grade 12 was the best year of my life. I had a job,an interesting job, in which I only worked once a week, a boyfriend who loved me(even if we didn't exactly use that terminology) and I was surrounded by tonnes of friends. I also got my licence, which brought me a new freedom. I was excited for WYD, becoming involved with community projects and basically loving life.

Why am I reflecting on this? I don't know. Do I want everything back? Maybe. I continually look back to that year of my life and wonder where it all went. It's not to say that I'm unhappy right now, because I'm not. I know things change, and things will always change. Change is good, and we have to be flexible with it. But where did everything disappear to? (Logistically I know.)Will it come back? Will I ever feel on top of the world again? It's interesting, at the time I didn't even realize that it was the best year of my life, until I looked back on my life.

Just my thoughts for the evening. I apologize if they're incoherent.

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Jen