mandamonius in the house of the flying internets (AKA amanda wood or the artist formerly known as amanda wheeler)
Time seems to be moving quickly, maybe because things are changing. And they’re always changing. And that’s a good thing, but it also causes me to think back on all the things that have changed, and how each still moment between all of the changing things has been a thing in itself. Something to appreciate, something to learn from, something awesome, beautiful, terrible, scary, whatever it was. I am not one for much nostalgia but sometimes I feel a glimpse of it when it comes to this feeling that we’re all just planets in the same orbit and sometimes those orbits intersect for a while, and then the orbits move away, or just change angles, like Pluto, and it feels like we should all be appreciating every moment more than we are. Being real in every friendship, trading war stories, sharing the same cup, highs and lows, swearing to die for each other, so that it’s apparent that we are all really on the same ship together, and we know it, and will never forget. That’s how I feel about people, even if we don’t feel that close all the time, I know that at the core of each of the people in my life is this shared boat that we’re all on and it’s too cheesy and idealistic to mention it unless you’re going through really tough times or just really drunk, but it’s there and it’s something worth writing songs about and embarking on adventures for and howling for as you leave the shore.
I’m more nostalgic than Buster, but I really like this.  It also feeds into a post which I may or may not write about why we’re getting married and why we’re having a wedding (yes, these are two separate topics).