Why do I so easily expect that we are all good friends now? Maybe not super close friends but good enough. I always find it so strange to be placed back in a normal setting after spending so much time with people and then finding that some things have changed, but then again, not really. It makes me sad. Perhaps it’s because I invest a lot in people. We could be such a fun group to hang out with here and there. I’ll certainly try planning things but I wonder if they care as much as I do or if I am just spending too much time thinking into it.
And I have been strangely emotional at night these past few days. It’s really annoying because I don’t even know why. Someone Freud me.