Today I watched a documentary about JFK Jr. because it has been almost 20 years since he died. As is common for me to do, I reflected back on where I was and what I was doing on that July day when his plane went down and of course it involved a guy. Not a guy that I had anything long term with, just a blip on a screen full of them. I have these moments quite frequently, where I will be reminded of a guy from my past, one who was in my life for a short period or long, it doesn't matter. It happened to me on Friday as well. It just makes me realize how I have always defined my life and the passage of time: who was I with then? Who was I talking to? Who was I chasing? The sheer amount of time and effort that I made chasing the illusion that I would finally find the validation I have always been seeking is mind boggling and makes me sad. However I am grateful that I finally know better. A hard lesson learned is better than the lesson not being learned at all.
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