this is when it hits you that you actually are a senior. i don't have to show up at school until 10:30am, while underclassmen are taking a star 9 test. it's amazing how fast time goes by.
of course... that sleeping-in doesn't apply to ALL the seniors ALL the time. tomorrow, i'm going to show up for drumline zero period. i have this nudging telling me i should show face anyway. it doesn't matter; it's the fact of the matter.
anyway, topic in session: comfort. this has crossed my mind countless times in the past, but i haven't written about it in quite some time. today, finally, it hit me once more. i can write about this topic again. i smile with contentment knowing that i can type away and actually feel this way at the same time.
when i say 'comfort', i don't mean any physical state of being. it doesn't mean i'm comfortable lying on a bed, or that my clothes are comfy. i'm talking more about the intangible things, like being at ease talking to someone, or having silence soothe you. yesterday and today, the nothingness i heard in my ears actually relaxed me. it was a deafening silence, yes, but it comforted me nevertheless.
sometimes, the things you don't say matter most. i was with my friend the past two days, and we had what people call those "awkward pauses" in my car. i know what those feel like, and that's not what i felt. i didn't tell my friend, but it felt really nice. it's one of those things; you're too great of friends that you don't even notice those pauses anymore. instead, we savor the silence until it is broken again by a new topic eavesdropping by. i think it's really interesting. it's a well-rooted friendship when this happens. and i've had so many of these incidents in the past two or three days. i'm glad.
i don't want to call it a "level" of friendship, but it takes a while to reach that height. the foundation of the relationship has to be incredibly sturdy for this to occur. if you think about it, it happens in family matters all the time. when you're with someone so long and so often, you begin to understand what they're saying without hearing anything at all. when silence speaks like that-- that's when you know you are comfortable with a person, that you can trust them.
thanks for letting me spend a wonderful night at your beach house, by the way. it's been so long since the last visit. nothing has really changed; a couple more ocean critters and random decor... but the foundation's the same. it was really nice. memories, gurly. memories.
i feel a poem coming up... visit my other site soon.
name: mai sharona
birthday: december 5, 1984 (currently 20)
high school: canyon
college: uc davis
regiment: golden warrior
band-uh: up yooo!
email: water the flower
thought: listen and silent consist of the same letters.
