wow.

this is SO old.

i remember when it was everything to have xanga.

how times have changed.

well..in the last two year ive been in zanesville.dover.lorain.& back to zanesville.

hopefully i figure everything out this time.

:)

maybe happiness didn't have to be about the big sweeping circumstances, about having everything in your life in place. maybe it was about stringing together a bunch of the small pleasures. walking barefoot, watching your favorite movie, eating a brownie with vanilla ice cream. maybe happiness was just a matter of the up sticks [the traffic signal saying "walk" the second you got there] and the down sticks [the itchy tag at the back of your collar] that happened to every person in the course of the day. maybe everyone had the same allotted measure of happiness within each day. maybe it didn't matter if you were a world famous heartthrob or a painful geek. maybe it didn't matter if you're friend was possibly dying. maybe you just got through it. maybe it was all you could ask for