I have not yet come to the terms with the fact that people have moved on. And for whatever reason, I can’t accept the fact that they have moved on without me. I feel like I am static, like a lamp post. I see everyone around me moving on with their lives, going to bigger and better places. And I am still there, in the same spot, stuck, unable to move. And even if I wanted to move, I don’t know where I want to go. Everyone is married, having kids, going to grad school, going on trips and travelling. Everyone is having fun, socializing, making new friends, creating relationships and all that stuff. I may or may not be doing that, I honestly can’t see. I need a change desperately but there is no way out. Just like that light post, I am stuck where I am. And with the recent events of the past 5 months, I think I have pretty much sealed my fate here in this city. Just like a lamp post…I provide light where needed but I don’t get anything in return. Not that I want anything in return, but it would be nice to be appreciated every now and then. Its not that life is bad or anything. I don’t sit and wallow in sorrow, far from it. Its more of observation and realization. I just want to be happy that’s all. That’s what we are all looking for. I have never seen a lamp post happy, ever.