Nostalgia

Eventually we all move on.
I think in the end all we want to do is create our own little stamp in the world, and have at least one witness testify and awknowledge our existence. It a beautiful little thing this thing we call life, how our body functions, our relationships with the people and things around us. I never understood what made something alive. What is that quality. For so long I've doubted the existence of a Divine but at times like these when the sun is at the perfect hieght and air is warm and you're surrounded by familiar things and memories, it's hard to think that life is possible just because it is. Christmas time is nearing, and again it's my favorite time of the year. I want so much to be with someone, but I have no idea who that is. Gift giving, I wish was all year round. I try to make it like that. With the little things of course or else I'd be broke. But I think we forget all to easily the importance of those who enrich our lives everyday, and we forget to thank them.