Soon, My Friend

There was a period of my life in which seemingly everyone was happy. I became closer with old friends and made lots of new ones too. We were all truly connected, channeling positive energy to each other and sharing this overwhelming feeling of mutual love. The lazy hangouts, the concerts, the parties, and the talks; everything was joyous and light and easy and perfect. It was my euphoria. I've experienced this sense of genuinely belonging to something wonderful since then, but I feel like it's usually fleeting.

For someone who feels that their recent social expectations at parties and group-hangouts are rarely met, this weekend was a welcome exception. There was no excessive drama; only positive vibes and bonding of the caliber I was once so accustomed to. The weekend just felt so complete - we had plenty of lazy hangouts, attended a mind-blowingly awesome M83 concert, and partied one night in D.C. and two nights in Baltimore (one night involved everyone dressed up as Clue characters). I had some memorable chats as well, ranging from outlandishly silly group discussions to some much needed one-on-one conversations (whether it be during a jog to the Inner Harbor or at a random bar before M83). There was also a certain sense of randomness to the weekend that made it extra special. Something as simple as hearing the Ducktails theme song at a bar or finding tetris costumes in the streets of Fells Point made an already fantastic few days with friends absolutely perfect.

Even though my weekend adventures have come to an end, I'm still in a really good mood, which is pretty unusual considering recent trends. I'm starting to feel more like my old self again, and I have my friends to thank for that.

Perhaps life is a lot like tetris in the sense that you don't always know what's coming next, but you can hope that, in the end, everything will fall into place.