Photos.. Because I don't want to forget.

Photos make me feel alive. Because they bring me back to how I feel. How I felt at an exact moment in time. So here are some photos that make me love my life more and more as I remember the memories..

Part one. More to come. :)

February?

My, how time flies. This year has already been one of greatest consequence; my career is advancing, I'm learning daily, I have an incredible mentor and I'm learning about my friends.

I yearn for more constantly, but what's next? Maybe a land far away. Or yet, beach living. Or maybe culture shock and language immersion?

It's time to really test my skills and strengths. Broaden the horizons of the visions in my head.

Today I sit in a preparatory class for the Mass real estate license exam. It's value is tremendous albeit my professor is a joke. The cronies around me are awesome. We've had beer, pizza, ice cream and an unknown huge quantity of coffee together. I like them.

I'm frustrated with people in general though. With people I think are "friends," and for those who pretend to be. With those I cannot determine a label.

What makes someone really, truly a "friend?"

It's an interesting concept. For starters, I have nearly 3,000 of them on Facebook. Is that an indicator for how many real friends I have? Surely it is.

But even then, what defines a real one?

I have wonderful people in my life. And I earnestly attempt to spend time, communicate, share and enjoy life with those I find most dear.

What happens when they prove you wrong? Or when they surprise you? Or - best yet - when you assume you're tight, only to find that you're really not as close as you think. Or, to top it off, that you introduce some of your most esteemed friends and they start to hang out.

No big deal. Until I'm not invited.

I suppose I shouldn't expect to be included. I don't need them to include me. But seeing them plan and execute a fun weekend without me sort of adds a level of disdain and sadness.

Am I not worth it to them? Am I no fun?

Better yet.. Do I add no value to their new group of friends?

The question prevails: how do our friends assess our value within our subset of social groups?


The slighted feeling will pass - I know these guys love me. Maybe it changes things, maybe not. Maybe it only validates my concurrent review of what's to come in my life. But now I'll be more cautious. I've always been independent and more of a loner. That's because I'll be fine, and my life will move on.

Continue to chase your dreams.. Just be careful not to give up what's important along the way. Trust quickly; you'll get hurt from time to time but will be to your benefit.