At Jason's Apartment

Here I am sitting at Jason's apartment at 1am. We've been reading blogs that an old friend of his wrote (Jaffo). They've given me a really interesting perspective on Jason. I haven't known him all that long but I think he's a different person now than the one that was written about him then. He agrees. It's interesting how much we change throughout our lives.

Jason and I have been talking about how much we've changed in the past few years. We both agree that we're better people now. It's not that I regret all the things I did before but I see that there's better ways to live. All the things in the past have made me who I am now. But I must keep evolving and growing. I'm much happier with who I am now that I've moved back to Arlington. It's given me a chance to slow down and soul search. That sounds so movieish but it's true.

This is weird because Jason is watching me write. There's always that little voice in my head that says, "What are you friends going to think?" when I'm writing. But that's part of the process. Even in my journals written in the privacy of my own home I worry about that. What if I died tomorrow and my mother found my journals? What would I do if my friends and family really knew what I was thinking? Would they still love me and accept me? I think so. I know I would still love and accept them. We are who we are and even if we don't share it all with each other.

I'm going to go back to Jason now. He and Tiger are talking about something. Probably the cats. Baby Kitty has been extremely interested in Tiger since he got here. But I suppose that's because he's never seen a dog before. And certainly not one as big as Tiger. I'm not even sure that I've seen a dog as big as Tiger before!

We're still waiting for the big storm that never seems to be coming. I just wanted to lay in bed and listen to the rain. Some days are like that.

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