You live. You learn.
But do you really? I mean I guess you learn but does anything you learn really help you in the next situation? I've been thinking about things - life in general I suppose - a lot recently. I know . . . I'm such the existentialist.
Do we learn from our mistakes? Do we learn from our experiences? Every time I think I handle things differently it seems to me later that the outcome is very similar to that of other situations. What is the logic behind that?
I'm beginning to believe the philosophy that there are no constants in life. That everything in the world is shifting and changing and growing all the time thus making it impossible for anything to remain stagnant. And I have to say in all honesty that I'm a little tired of it. When do we ever get to stop changing? When do we get to find out who we really are and retain the friendships that we have instead of constantly "outgrowing" friends and even ourselves? Don't be offended by the upcoming statements but. . . I thought that despite the amount of times I actually forewarned people that we would never stay friends after college, I really thought that we would. That it would be different than highschool. I guess that was really just more my coping skills at work trying to convince myself to not count on things so that way when it doesn't work out then I'm not at a loss. I'm afraid that I'm not seeing much of a difference between now and highschool. It's not that we don't try or that we don't feel a lot for each other, it's that age old wisdom that things change. And I'm already sensing it and with some people seeing it in the works. What does our future hold? 5 years from now will we see each other other than the once a year Homecoming game? I mean yeah newsletters are great but when will people start getting bored with that? Will we really keep it up? Why does "growing" always seem to be code for "growing apart?" What ever happened to growing together?
Do opposites really attract as friends or is that just fine for a while and then you go back to the ones who are like you? I've tried both types and I've yet to figure out which works better. Lauren was basically my twin. We thought the same thing about everything and that worked for us. We laughed about the same things, we cried about the same things, and there was no arguing really because we shared the same viewpoints and ideals. It really wasn't till we started turning into opposites that things became a problem. Lindsay is much more my opposite and that worked too. I mean I'm not saying that we never agree or anything but we're different on so many levels. But the question is I guess: is there a point where people become "too opposite?" Will that day come?
I've started gravitating to some people at work. I really feel comfortable around some of them. But I've noticed I tend to pull more to the ones that are similar to me: the ones closer in age and seemingly life situation. What does this tell me?
I feel so different than you guys as a whole. And maybe that's just me being distorted, but that's the way I often feel. While I feel really close to all of you and that when we're together I feel like I do play some sort of role in the group (although I'm not positive what this is or if it's a unique role or a "replaceable" role that really anyone could fill), I sometimes feel like the outsider. And maybe everyone does in their own sort of way. I guess I just feel like my life is so different from so many of yours. And I know that no one has the same life and everyone is going to have different situations and is going to be changed by different things that take place during their lifetime, but some people are more different than others. Does everyone carry around this same "together yet really alone" feeling?
So where does all of this leave me? I have not the slightest clue. Change is inevitable as are differences. It's what makes life continue on and each day something new and exciting. But is all this really necessary? Would we be just as happy without all of it?
Frienships start, change, and die. Some at faster rates than others. Is there a secret to this rate? What actually decides which ones go faster and which ones stand a chance? Why can we be really hurt by and upset with our closer friends for the tiniest things they do, yet we can forgive and forget at astonishing rates grievances of our more general friends? Is love really ever enough?
And most importantly of all . . . Why is high altitude cooking so much more difficult than at normal levels?
I'm sorry to be a downer but you know us psych people - we can't help but spend all our time thinking and analyzing. It's what I do.
I also apologize if you really don't care or understand my rambling thoughts or if you were offended by anything in it. Feel free to close my journal quickly and proceed with your normal evening activities.
Quote of the entry:
"Communication is a lot like the wind when I speak.
It's like no one understands, and I'm left with empty hands,
Forever I can't speak.
So many things I'll never learn.
You can't cross bridges that you've burned.
Why is life such an issue in your mind?
Why are the answers to my problems hard to find,
So hard to find?"
~ Good Charlotte - "Screamer"