It's been a week since my weekend getaway. Many things have changed (I say this literally all the time). From last weekend, from last month, to last year. Oh Gods, don't even get me started on the year's difference. In one year, I have graduated college which I thought was no big deal but now I keep on seeing how my life will never be the same. I saw one of my classmates on snapchat the other day and was shocked at how I will never see him being his hipster self at some coffee shop on campus. Moments throughout my day at college will just never happen now. For one, I am pretty much alone. Even though I am going to a master's class, everyone pretty much has a life already and doesn't really associate with each other. Which is very different from the whole American college campus life.
But it just sucks because I miss it all, which I didn't expect I would. I even miss the smell. Whatever that means. And the last semester of college was good. It was really good. I thought I had problems but damn I didn't and even now I probably don't.
Last year around this time I was in LA visiting my sister. She was with her Argentinean boyfriend and I was a self absorbed 21 year old. Yesterday, we laughed and very sat amazed at how different things are from a year ago.
But little by little, I guess it will get "better". I've never really had so much time on myself and I'm trying this improvement thing. I even pretty much became Vegan but instead call it "plant-based". I'm cooking on my own, walking, running, getting a routine. Balance, who knows.
Welp, cheers to the future and the past.