looking back on those saved
i looked back at all the text messages that I had saved on my cell phone. a lot of them made me happy (eg ” good morning sunshine” ) or uncomfortable (eg “i just wanna give myself to u”) or excited (eg ” its a girl!”).
but passed the initial emotions i felt, there was a twinge of sadness. not that i saved sad messages, but ive drifted so far from some of the senders that brought the happy memories.
how could i find their messages important enough to save, and yet their friendship expendable enough to let them drift?
need to reconnect.
