The Little Things

It's always the little things, right?

The things that you really can't explain even though you've tried a million times.

The little things that you take for granted.

The car ride to nowhere.

The annoying updates about things you couldn't care less about.

The knowledge that you are a short ride away.

The music you've subconsciously linked to events.


The last 2 minutes. They're always last the longest right?

They give you that feeling that something great is almost there. You're almost out of that one class you can't stand, free from the job that you tolerate, the winner of the Super Bowl, or just on to the next part of your life.

You have to always take the long road between point A and point B.

You miss that car ride that you once despised because it was pointless to drive around with no destination. You love the annoying updates because it gives you that connection that feels like it's fading otherwise. You wish that 9 hours was more like 10 minutes. You can't listen to certain songs, because you feel too emotionally attached to them.




Maybe that's more me, and it's true, but perhaps if you alter specifics you can connect with that feeling.


"It's been a long time
Since my phone's rung
And you've been on that line
I've been missing you it's true"


That song could not have come at a more convenient time.

I have spouts of reminiscing, and during those spouts I usually miss home more than usual.

Today, I just missed home.

How do you tell someone you miss them without making them sad?
Tell them that you need them, that you've always needed them.

In the end, you just have to live, and appreciate the little things.

You never know when a little thing, might become a big thing.