Sometimes, you can’t help but feel like everything is against you. The odds are being knocked against you more and more. You feel like you’re down on your luck.
This was me, it is me while I’m writing this to you.
I do what every “millennial” does when they have a rough day: I complained on Snapchat.
But what surprised me was when a friend from high school messaged me. I was surprised that she messaged me, hearing from her for the first time in a couple of months was nice. I only had wished that it was under circumstances where I felt a bit better about everything.
This friend and I go way back. She was the first friend I made in high school, when I was a young dorky little freshman. She was this older, cool girl that always seemed to show a calm cool and collected attitude. I always thought that she was so much cooler than me. To this day I’m still sure she’s much cooler than me.
After a few messages, I found myself hopping in a car to go out a little late to meet with some of her friends. After a mountain of bad omens, this was a coming out of the large pile, and it had managed outweighed everything that was going on.
Honestly, it was what I needed. The night was young and it sure beat staying in the same spot for the 8th day in a row. I said yes, and I got out of bed after sleeping for a ridiculous amount of time and put on some shoes. I got out of my dorm and into the fresh small-town air.
It seemed like a completely normal thing, but it meant the absolute world to me after the week I was having. It was turning me in the right direction.
The group of people were all familiar faces, ones that I had passed in the halls of high school. Some I haven’t seen in a couple of years. We were in a restaurant, a national chain that we were desensitized to eaten so many times before that the waitresses knew each other. Everyone talking amongst ourselves for a little while.
I made new friends out of familiar faces. I laughed for the first time that entire week. I ate boneless chicken wings and drank too much sugar in a pepsi.
A few hours after I got back from hanging out with them, I’m still smiling while I think about it. I’m always surprised when a good omen hits me, it throws me for a loop and I wonder if I deserve it. All week I forgot that people care, there are still genuine people in the world.
Now I talk with her and her friends a lot more. This has given me a new set of people that I’ve come to care for. Out of all of this came something so absolutely positive.
I’m so lucky to know those people.
