For the first time, in an incredibly long time, I feel very content with my life. I feel like the past year or so, I've been focusing so much on why I'm sad that I've lost touch with the things/people who actually make me happy. It feels good.

Yesterday, I went into Philly with Mark and Keith to see Portugal. the Man. I've never really listened to them before but I don't often get to hang out with just Mark and Keith so I decided it would be fun to go. I've missed hanging out with them so much. I almost forgot what it was like to be with friends and there not be drama involved. Just us having fun, walking around the city, getting drinks. It was really great. It made me realize (after a year of them being in different states) that just because a friend is living in a separate state doesn't mean the friendship is going to disappear. It's a nice feeling.