The little things

It’s crazy how fast things can change. One minute everything is going one way, you begin you grow accustomed to things being a certain way, people being a certain way. You lose sight of the importance of the things in your life expecting that they are just always going to be there. Truth is things change, people change. Life has a way of throwing you curveballs but more often then not, it’s not the universe that makes these changes in your, usually it’s your own doing. You start to grow complacent, you stop appreciating things believing that these things are owed you or that they are yours. More often then not they are just little things, at least that is how they seem until they are gone. Their absence magnifies them, draws light to them, and what once seemed like something little shows itself to be much more. My priorities are all fucked up, which makes sense because my life is pretty fucked up itself. Somehow, somewhere along the way, I managed to get all turned around and now I’m not even sure where I’m going. I am not even sure exactly where it was I was trying to go, or why I was trying to go there. Maybe i wasn’t trying to go anywhere. Anyways, little things are always little things until they’re gone and become big things