Pass me a fancy drink 'cuz I feel like waxing poetically.

I think life is like knitting a scarf. There are a bunch of threads (people, things to do) that come together in places. Some threads have extraordinary colors or are made from an unusual fabric. Some are always there, providing consistency and stability to life. Others zig zag around. All enter and exit, some more frequent than others. But they all contribute to how life/the scarf feels. They form the texture.

Which is all to say that I am very happy with the threads that form my life right now. There has been a lot of changes in the past year, and I feel like pretty much all are for the better. I spent the weekend hanging out with my rowing club friends from college - one of them is leaving the country to do a PhD in Canada, so we wanted to have One Last Evening Like Back Then. We're still good friends (I went to Greece with them) and I had a good evening (which meant getting shitfaced and going out to party), but part of me was also glad that I decided to leave that city behind to pursue my masters'. Going back there reminded me of how life was back then, but it was just as much a reminder of how much I've changed in the past years.

I liked my scarf back then, but I like it better now.