It's crazy how much things can change in just a year, let alone three. It is so strange to picture a time before we all knew each other - before we depended on each other to be there when we need them, or just to accept us for who we are on our days where we don't want to act - and stranger still to think that it's pretty much over now.
However, though I believe that the past is behind us and that we shouldn't dwell on the things we regret or wish we had done. I believe that your past makes you the person you are and that it should be regarded with respect.
I know, without a doubt in my mind, that these stories - treasured memories of our past - are a huge part of the person I am today. The mirrors, lights, and smoke have cleared, and I actually like the person I turned out to be.
That confidence used to be so far out of my reach and because of these stories - mostly the people in them - I will not ever lose it.
As the most frequent writer on this blog, I am going to take the liberty of signing off - permanently - with a simple dedication to the people that made me who I am today - to how cavalier we used to be and the beautiful insanity.
I will never forget it.