Surrounded by happiness and difference

I love it how everyone around, is amazingly talented and intelligent in very unique ways, its difficult to find it, but Ive noticed EVERYONE has something amazing about them or something secretly talented at, but the thing about the group of friends Im in, we understand each other, who we are, why we act like that, why become what were going to be. Bit by bit finding better and better happiness with each time thinking it cant get any better then this. Im also starting to realize, that what I used to have is nothing compared to what Ive got now, I may not be travelling the world, and doing everything possible on the planet, Ive got a small good group of friends, where eachone has found a big memory block in my mind, where Ill remember eachone on how awesome they have been with me. These memories will live on forever, these moments are so special, so simple as well, small but impacting :) how it should be, Ive been enjoying every bit of the past few months, Its truly been amazing, a great gift to take with me back to England. :) I thank eachone of my closest friends, who ALSO have helped me in my economic crisis Ive got. :)

Accidently Forgetful

When you remember the past, good or bad, Do you remember the emotions you were going through? Like how they felt? in those moments... Sometimes I forget them, and even question myself, if they were real, Im not sure if today will be better then tommorow, or yesterday was better then tommorow. Either way, I would only go back to re-live the moments, to see and feel, to only see If it was true then or true now. Dont get me wrong Im happy now, and wouldnt change a thing, I just question was it real? because I see soo much false imagery now, Im not sure If it was real.
Sometimes I try and look back just to make sure that what Im seeing now is pure bullshit, or maybe... just maybe it was all bullshit then.
One way or another its bullshit and I smelt a long time ago...
Sometimes for a small moment, that feeling comes back, only for a small moment, a single millisecond of it, is enough to turn you to dust throw you back a million years and hold the sands of the sahara.