As I sit here and watch TV in my new apartment, I think about how much those little moments with my family meant to me, I remember what made those moments unforgettable. Sitting on the couch with my mom watching a dumb show, something we later laughed about while sitting in her bed. And now I sit on my couch wishing that she was here to help me laugh and see the joy in things. It's hard to wonder what she is doing and wish I was with her. I never thought this distance in towns would make things so hard.
Even though I have roommates it's as if they don't exist. I just want to be alone and yet I don't. Being alone is hard, especially when you feel like friends are nowhere to be found. I need friends to survive and right now I have friends, I just don't have the kind of friends I need. I mean I have friends, I just need friends that understand me and know who I am. And get that I can be loud and obnoxious yet fun.
I'm just hoping that some time soon I am able to find a friend that I need.
