I don't know why this is the case, but I seem to be in love with my past memories. Especially since I moved to Texas 7 years ago on this day. It could be the idea that those were simpler times. I guess it could also have to do with the idea that your friends were your friends. You hung out to hang out; nothing more and nothing less. Play football, video games, the occasional game of cricket, and staying up all night just to beat Spyro.
You never called them to talk about the things troubling you because there were no "real" troubles or complications at the time. Your biggest problem was either you not doing your homework and needing to copy it or not being able to find a game for your SNES emulator. It makes me smile to think that we had it so good and then suddenly, after middle school, you're thrown into a world where it all counts.
I don't really know the point of this other than letting anyone who reads this know that I have an unhealthy amount of my brain power dedicated to dwelling on the past. I've probably killed more time thinking about things that happened years ago than I have on my UT application. Nice...
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