Pieces

It's difficult to know what was missing, when it was never there. I was thinking that my life had a missing piece, but I don't think so anymore. Although I don't believe my life is complete. I am constantly changing, all while staying me. Living life. When I am living, I am not done. So I'm gathering that my life puzzle will just get bigger and bigger. It will make it more beautiful.

no need to focus

The other night, I spent hours with friends and strangers. I enjoyed the company of strangers more than I did friends. Something about walking in crowds of over 1,000 people that you don't know. It's nice to speak. It's nice to say nothing. I ignored my friends most of the night, only to lose myself in the crowd of strangers. It's only one night of my life.