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Night Class last night - accounting is definitely scary. Truly. This is going to hurt my head. My first assignment is due on next monday, so I have a lot of work to do this week. .oO(I am out of my little mind!)
Meetings all over, but they're eerily productive. Guess the holiday lull is over, and everyone is getting to work. This is kind of a nice thing.
Though how scary is it that I'm already looking forward to my vacation the end of February? I guess I'm still wishing my life away.
In other news, I have to agree sort of with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ladyrane. There are some friends I miss, some who've moved on or left. There are some who are still around, but things just don't feel the same. It's almost as if some switch has been flipped, and I don't know whether it's me or them, or just the way it is. Maybe it's normal to have a period of mourning when I realize that a friendship will never be the same again. Or will never be, period.
And then there's the picked up threads, the friends I thought were gone who came back. That's always nice. It's the opposite end of the spectrum from the losses, along with the new friends who move into my sphere. From a broad perspective, it's a big circle of beginnings and endings, continual change that ends up somehow staying at an equilibrium. But not the same - just like a thermostat, sometimes a bit above the line, sometimes a bit below, but never in exactly the same place twice. (We programmed that once, in Assembler.akesteven and I. It worked too.)
I have some friends who it doesn't matter if we don't talk for a month - it's companionable. And when we get together, we'll pick up again, just as always. There are some friends I'm worried about, and some I'm flat out proud of, some I'm happy for, and some I wish I could help ... but you know, they're all friends, and they all have a lot to offer. And I hope that I am in some way as good a friend to them as they are to me.
Meetings all over, but they're eerily productive. Guess the holiday lull is over, and everyone is getting to work. This is kind of a nice thing.
Though how scary is it that I'm already looking forward to my vacation the end of February? I guess I'm still wishing my life away.
In other news, I have to agree sort of with
ladyrane. There are some friends I miss, some who've moved on or left. There are some who are still around, but things just don't feel the same. It's almost as if some switch has been flipped, and I don't know whether it's me or them, or just the way it is. Maybe it's normal to have a period of mourning when I realize that a friendship will never be the same again. Or will never be, period. And then there's the picked up threads, the friends I thought were gone who came back. That's always nice. It's the opposite end of the spectrum from the losses, along with the new friends who move into my sphere. From a broad perspective, it's a big circle of beginnings and endings, continual change that ends up somehow staying at an equilibrium. But not the same - just like a thermostat, sometimes a bit above the line, sometimes a bit below, but never in exactly the same place twice. (We programmed that once, in Assembler.
akesteven and I. It worked too.) I have some friends who it doesn't matter if we don't talk for a month - it's companionable. And when we get together, we'll pick up again, just as always. There are some friends I'm worried about, and some I'm flat out proud of, some I'm happy for, and some I wish I could help ... but you know, they're all friends, and they all have a lot to offer. And I hope that I am in some way as good a friend to them as they are to me.
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Seems to be a lot of that going around... (Since I've been having the same thoughts)
Wonder what's triggering it.
But, yeah. I'd say mourning is normal.
Just wish it wasn't so damned uncomfortable.
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Hrm ... winter doldrums? New Year? Delayed reaction?
I think it's a combination of all of the above, plus our very human desire to curl up in front of a fire and hide from the cold.
In my case, a couple things happened over the holiday that sort of drove things home. It's just sometimes it takes me a while to get to where I can express my emotions.
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I'm sorry.
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That was a long time ago. I don't think I can warp my brain like that any more. ;)