18 February 2012
I am stuck in traffic on the Golden Gate Bridge right now. Writing an entry here should suffice to make my daily quota of writing, although the content may be lacked.
Only a few days have passed, yet I feel like I have lost some of the feelings I had previously. This thought just reinforces the importance of writing every day.
Thursday, I had a nice conversation with my uncle and cousin during dinner. The opinions we all shared has helped contribute to my overall view of filial responsibilities, yet the strength of those feelings have decreased by now. They have died down, just a bit.
Friday was very nice. The day was full of pleasant surprises and absolute love from the friends. Andy took me to lunch at Cafe Rolle. We took photos with the chef and manager. It was a lovely and delicious lunch. And I found a new favorite white wine!
Friday night was spent at Burgers&Brew with Andy and Michelle. We frequented a few bars downtown. The feeling is different now. I certainly didn't see or feel the same as I did when I first turned 21. Everything has a different vibe.
Elaborations to come. The process of growing up still confuses me. Ah.