by Maria Viana
A platter of thoughts splattered on the pages of my journal
I'm enjoying my summer too much although I'm just always at home alone and my cellphone got stolen. I've almost cut off my communication lines with my friends both from high school and college this summer. I'm loving being alone with my books, my journal, and my mp3 player (It's not an iPod; it's much cheaper but just as good.).
That's a long intro. I just want to say I should've tried harder to communicate with you even before I lost my cellphone. After all, there are other media of communication (Snail mail isn't included.). My conscience is bothering me that I'm not nurturing my relationships with old friends. I've been too caught up with my present and future priorities. I should look back before summer ends.
So now, i'm trying to reconnect with you. I once wrote in my diary this quote (that I hope is quotable): "Time is gold, but friends are platinum." OK, it's pretty cheesy but it conveys an important message: Friends, especially the old ones, if true, shall endure forever (Now I think this one's the quotable one.).
I miss you, old friend.