comfortable

i can't help but remember life when it was comfortable. life with not so much pressure. life with not so many deadlines. life when time did not govern every decision i make. life when i smiled and really meant it. life when i felt i knew way more than i know now.

i miss everything that has left me feeling that way. some things are meant to be gone, but some aren't.

i like riding in Midnight at high speeds and feeling the wind surround me from the moonroof and the open windows. i like how the sun feels on my face, and i like the music i hear when i ride.
this somehow makes me feel like i'm back there, where everything was comfortable.

maybe change is healthy this time. maybe i need to not be comfortable because i'm supposed to be somewhere else. it could very well be that i'm doing something wrong.

a few years back, i pondered the question "if someone were to love you, what is the best way they could show you that they loved you?" i asked a few people, most were confused by the question, one person said "she can show me by appreciating me. i dont need her to say that she can't live without me, but i want her to know that i'm there." this answer made the most sense to me. all people ever really want is to be appreciated.

what a wonderful way to love someone.

QOTD
Joseph: i need to get back into working out.
Marlene: you should get up every morning and start running.
Joseph: yeah, running to the fridge.