i've been doing a lot of thinking about that whole "path not taken" thing these last few days. what ifs are always ridiculous to me because i am a firm believer that every choice you make directs you to the place you are supposed to be... but sometimes it's hard not to think about them. for example, where would i be if i would have stayed in woodbury? how about if i decided not to go on the freshman kayaking trip where i met pelowski? what if i would have studied music as i had originally intended, or if i had stuck with the graphic design thing? what if i had decided not to go to duluth at all?

reunions are always a trip for me too, because i get a chance to see people who have chosen a different path than i have. other people's lives interest me very much. i'm always the quiet one, wanting to hear about what everyone else is doing.




we had a going-away bonfire tonight for one of my oldest friends, who is being shipped out to an undisclosed location in a few days. it was the most bizarre of reunions for me, but it was quite nice.

it's weird how people change as they grow up. i've known these people for a very long time, and despite all the growing and half-assed maturing and changing we've done, it's all very much the same as it was five years ago.

i don't know if you guys read this, but matthew, thank you for your gracious hospitality, and christopher, best of luck to you.


also, with new year's eve approaching, it is my sincere hope that i will have a few visitors at work that night. i'm talking to YOU.