Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Facebook blasts from the past
So I'm sure all of you know that Facebook recently updated its messaging system to like, streamline and organize all of your messages and chats, right? At first I was like, "Oh, that's neat. I suppose it could be convenient." My tune has changed a little bit now, though, as a message from a friend I haven't talked to in a while showed up attached to a string of messages from over a year ago. Messages that were full of longing thinly veiled as friendly banter and ended with hearts that probably failed to be nonchalant. Basically, messages from a me I kind of forgot existed, from a relationship almost-turn that never made it around the bend. It was weird seeing them, and knowing that if I could see them hovering up above our current conversation, so could he. So much changes in the space of a year.
Labels:
change,
friendship,
past,
relationships
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