December 2010
so the little things
make me happy. Knowing I’ll be far, far away soon. Knowing little stands between me and my family chillin’ for a while. Remembering how I used to physically exhaust myself with my favorite people in the world. Seeing them run and cheering them in the near future. Listening to Christmas music. The Office. Writing in my little yellow notebook. Things of that nature.
Don't regret anything that made you smile.
Actually, fuck regrets all together.
so my grandpa
was a pretty cool guy. He passed away 2 years ago this month, and that date is swiftly approaching. I’m not looking forward to it, but I can’t stop thinking about him. I’ve written quite a bit about him, from college essays to a song/ poem, quite recently. I miss him.
