Last night I had the best conversations with Tim and Eric (ha ha). Really.

Tim was telling me about how a lot of people really focus on time and deadlines and everything on a sort of interval. Things measured by this, but it really doesn't mean anything. I told him how my cousin and myself often forget about time, and nothing really matters after that. Loungin' it up at her house, we float about with our cups of coffee in cute little kitty mugs and listen to her thrifted records of God knows what. On Monday she purchased a Hawaiian swing one. I don't even know. We occasionally take walks, swim, drive around, time doesn't exist and it is lovely. He really felt that, man.

Eric on the other hand, I was talking to him about how things are lately. Since the start of this summer, everything has been placed into a broader perspective, focus on school is much smaller, and everything is getting a place in life. I have the creative writing workshop class, personal fitness workout all the time class, statistics interesting class, work, friends dispersed everywhere, hanging out with them everywhere, the beach, a good friend of mine visiting in two weeks, concerts, traveling, reading, learning, college, little shit I love to do, and I might stay in Connecticut/New York for a month this summer. He has riding, going around Florida, his classes, a billion projects he does at his house, concerts, traveling.

I mean, damn, we are already in this dual enrollment thing at the college, we are little adults. I think is a mutual feeling of being on the brim all the time, living on our own is just so close, but everyone else is just so absorbed in school and the little technicalities. Basically no seventeen year olds here think about these sort of things. It is just really sad.

It was then that I realized my select group of friends all have this similar mindset. All the time. We are not stuck in life, we do stuff, we get out and discover shit. Temporary people in classes I meet are lovely acquaintances, but a long term sort of friendship with any of them just seems so incredibly slim. I cannot stay friends with someone who stays home almost all of the time, doesn't know what he wants to do in life, so resigns to fucking around on the computer and hanging out with friends. By that I mean playing video games. People who are stuck and don't get it, they just never seem to last.

These two conversations became related so we were all talking about new things and how many possibilities life has. Super optimistic, independent, and prospective stuff. I guess this can all be that we are maturing, but fuck, I feel like we are so rare down here.