My roommate moved out today and I've been so sad about it. Don't get me wrong, part of me is thrilled to have the place to myself and to not have to pick up after her (not that I really picked up after her but she is definitely more messy than I am, particularly when it comes to doing dishes) but it was so nice to have the companionship and as soon as I had my first afternoon without her, it made me realize that I really have nothing else here. I only really have one other good friend here and he works a lot so we don't see each other much. The only other person I feel any sort of close kinship with is the guy I used to date, and I honestly think that is completely one-sided, that he really can barely tolerate me and is just too nice of a guy to say that to my face. There are a couple other people who I really, really like but we are really different and sometimes it's hard not to notice that.
Anyway, I don't mean to feel sorry for myself or anything, it's just that with Megan leaving and the semester ending and me officially graduating (although I still have 30 hours of my internship to finish up), it's like the end of an era and it's an era I'm not entirely sure I want to end yet. Maybe if I had even the slightest idea where I was headed next then it would be more exciting than sad but right now I only feel sad. I hate getting close to people only to have them walk out of your life to possibly never see them again.
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