welchjsn

There I was, sitting there talking to people, but not really listening to them. Instead, I was drifting through random memories of a distant yesterday. Time and time again I find myself drifting in and out like this. I dont know if its because I am loosing touch with the people around me, loosing touch with myself, or if its because Id rather remember things how they once were. I can say this, anymore I notice Im forsaking the company of others so I can just sit and think. The large social circle I use to belong to has become more of a loosely knit group of aquaintences. The fucked up part of it is Im not even sure I care that its happening.