Limbo

I feel weirdly nostalgic at the moment, and I'm not sure why. I suppose looking back- and facebook stalking, a significant amount- has made me think about the fact that I'm growing up now. I only realise it when I see the people around me and how they're growing up and changing. Especially when those I was once close to are so different from me now. We have grown up and changed. And grown apart. All that really remains are those nostalgic memories of times I miss, in places I'd never want to go back to. They were great at the time, hence the nostalgia- but I know it was a time in my life that I wouldn't want back. School. Growing up. I loved it, but it's over- and rightly so.

"And I'm giggling again for no reason"...

I smile every day at work, as I pass fragrances to customers and feel like I spend half of my life in this completely fake smile. As the weather fades and it gets so dark, I've been finding it so hard to find a real smile.

But I'm going to. I want to be back to laughing so much that my sides hurt and giggling for no reason. On Friday night I felt like that. I felt young again and I felt like I was smiling and truly happy for a moment. It didn't last for all that long, but it felt so good that when it was yanked away I desperately wanted it back.