i sit here overwhelmed, thinking of the past. sunny skies without a cloud in sight, the sun intense and harsh. good days of climbing trees and building tree houses and going camping and hanging out. being able to take a taxi anywhere. days of doing things we shouldn’t do, but smiling all along, making memories. friends so close nothing will ever come between us. miles don’t matter. living together and always doing everything together. hard times. tears shed, some moments i would never want to relive. but memories just the same. too many to write about in this little white box on a computer screen. i sigh, knowing the past is gone forever.

and even more recently memories of my time at taylor. late night talks and hanging out even when sleep was begging. walking around campus when almost no one else was out. being with people just to be with them because time was running out. the days ticking by with no mercy. the closer the friends the harder the goodbyes. starry skies, winter breath, snow coming and going, seasons changing. the wind that was almost always annoying. losing frisbees, and then breaking all the rules to get them back. late-night volleyball. good times with good people and hard times when things didn’t always go as i wanted. hopes, dreams, growing up.

i miss you all.

stubborn i sit because it’s safe. but is this really what i want as my next memory?

most of my regrets are things i didn’t do.