Sunday Musings

Do you ever feel like parts of your past happened to someone else? You remember what happened but you are no longer able to associate an emotion with those events and, because of that lack of emotionality, you feel as though huge parts of your life never even happened to you.

I've been feeling that way lately, especially about things that I used to feel so passionately about, like failed relationships. I can remember the pain and frustration, but thinking about it doesn't recreate the feeling. It's more like hearing someone else talk about their past, instead of associating with it intimately. Maybe it's because I'm different? Because I (hopefully!) learned from those experiences and won't recreate the worst parts of them. Maybe I'm just growing up. Who knows?

Anyway, it's probably best not to even try to continue to wax philosophical about this or anything, especially cause I'm kind of hungover...