“The times you lived through, the people you shared those times with — nothing brings it all to life like an old mix tape. It does a better job of storing up memories than actual brain tissue can do. Every mix tape tells a story. Put them together, and they can add up to the story of a life.” -Rob Sheffield “Love is a Mixtape”
I miss a lot of things lately. I miss L.A. I miss improv. I miss my friends. I miss living ten minutes away from the beach. I miss Friday nights at Kay ‘N Dave’s. I miss lovely distractions from heaping piles of homework. I miss it all.
Change is never easy, and while I am always pushing myself in new ways in order to grow, I am always surprised by how greatly it affects me. Sometimes, I feel that all I do is start over. Sometimes, I am scared that things I love will just slip away because of the timing of my life.
I love a lot of things. Passion fills my life more than I would like to admit, and I never want to lose that. And I have to remind myself that the things that matter, the things that are meant to be will never leave you. They will always find a way to come back to you. Always.