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Hey there blog. So I just got an iPhone and I'm trying to learn as much as I can about it. Yeah I'm a tech junkie... So sue me lol. Anywho, just wanted to say hey and let you know I'm holding I here... Trying to stay on top of my work and stuff.
First off, apologies to those who take the time to read this blog. Sophomore year has fallen upon me, which means my free time is limited. But today I needed a place to put these thoughts. I've had friends who strongly discourage talking about my past relationships publicly, but my closest friends know that (as my dad reminded me last night) I do what I feel at the end.
I ran across some old conversations with my ex. And as I read it, I just kept thinking of the word naive. I was using it negatively though, as we tend to approach the word today. But naive doesn't have to be bad, does it?
Definition I found: "marked by or showing unaffected simplicity and lack of guile or worldly experience"
I'm okay with that. I don't think simplicity is bad. Simplicity has its place in our world. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure we could argue that MORE things in life should be more simple. And I agree that I, at least, lacked relationship experience at that point. But you can't get experience until you try, so I'm not mad about that either. None of this points to the conclusion that being naive is bad.
So now, I can look back and say, "Damn I was naive," and not feel these feelings of guilt like I did something wrong. Nothing was done wrong. We had good times in our naivety. And we were happy. Which is more than I can say about people who hang onto lost causes.
When did naivety end? When life got complicated. Love is vulnerable to complications. That's why you always have to keep it simple. Don't add too many variables, don't manipulate it too much. His life got complicated, mines got complicated. I added a complication or two, and he complicated his own share.
Either way...La vie continue... Translation: Life goes on.