Out of Reach

A common occurance in my life that I still find weird is the idea of out of sight out of mind changing the way of thought.

When I was in Portland I didn't want to leave. I couldn't imagine what it be like to come back. Now I can't imagine being there.

My mom called the other day. She was sad because I didn't call her on Mother's Day. She reasonable complaints but she was calling me at 2AM which is an ungodly hour for any normal person to get a phone call. I know I don't sleep at that time but regardless I was a little annoyed. I don't want to be nagged at 2 in the morning.

Ever since she moved back to Taiwan, I haven't really thought too much about her. I feel bad for this but at the same time I don't think about it so I don't have time to feel bad about it. My mind can only take so many thoughts and worries.

I feel like I'm going to feel the same way when the summer ends. Maybe not. I want to go back to spend time with friends down there and use my computer again. I don't know.

Blah.