July 27, 2006

  •     Bleh, sitting at home typing yet another trivial thought that fancies itself to flit through my head. I saw Roland last night as I got off from work, and it was odd, I guess I missed seeing him after so long. And he's alive, which is a good thing since I feared the worst, typical me. We hardly see each other anymore, and it kinda bums me out because he's such a nice guy. Even though I guess I'm happy with the social path I chose, even so far along the road, I can't help but look back and maybe what would have happened if I went another direction. What would my life be like if I was part of David's friends? Would I really be more fulfilled? Would I be able to stomach Lizzie Ni? Would I be able to really be friends with Roland or David without being cut out of pictures or forgotten?

        I know its too late, and I can't just go back the way I came, so I guess I must keep on the road and eventually reach where I need to go. As Alice in Wonderland once said, "I guess I can't just expect to come up again, so I must keep going forward."