Ending Thoughts

I have trouble with endings. Things tend to get rushed and I never say goodbye to everyone I want to. There are whole sections of reality that seem to black out. I just finished watching Saved, and it really started to make me think about... well... lots of things. No no, I'm not going all feel-good or anything. I just started thinking about the connections we make and the friends we talk to. And even more about the connections we break and the friends we don't talk to anymore. Or the people we had a fight with and never saw again.

Or that girl who you met at a swimming pool one day in summer. You know the one. The one with the big brown eyes who chased you under the waterfall until you stopped and said hi. And you never saw her again but after twelve years she still pops into you head now and again. And you wonder if she still thinks about you.

True story. The weird bit is I have no idea why I think about her. I never can remember her name and I certainly am not entertaining a childhood crush, but on the odd nights like tonight she comes wandering into my head. And there's a song about memories playing in my media player.

And in my sociology class we learned that the six degrees of separation do exist and that the number is going down. So I am connected to thousands of people I'll never meet because of a girl who I met on a summer day. Or I could take it the other way and say that I met her again and we became best friends without ever realizing when we first met.

And then I have to ask myself about destiny and is there a grand scheme of things that we cannot hope to understand. Or is god, in fact, dead and destiny has fallen apart. Where do I draw the line at the end of the chain of ideas? Where is the answer?

I sure don't know.

Muah!
Lyrinoir