It is really interesting to me that I don't realize how much I like people until they are gone. I am so apt to take the people I love for granted. You know that feeling you get when you miss someone, and you can feel it deep in your chest somewhere. It kind of feels like heartburn at first or maybe like you are going to gag...but then you realize it's a different part of your body that is uncomfortable. I don't know what part it is...but I can feel it. Somewhere between my throat and stomach.
I just drove for the first time on the LA freeways, and that was quite enjoyable. I dropped my friends off at the airport and then drove back (I almost wrote "drove back home", then that made me a little scared. Isn't there a quote from Garden State about when your home doesn't feel like home anymore, just a place to store your crap? I drove back to school).
I have that feeling right now where I could cry at any moment; (I love semicolons)I would just need a little something to push me, like a song or certain person. Oh, I am happy right now and excited about lots of things...just thinking about how much I like some people and how much I need to tell them that.
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