For an hour, we laid on the hard wooden floors as our heads rested on our bags. We talked about things, sad and real. It takes a lot for her to open up so I'm happy when she actually does. It's only when I'm alone with my best friends do I then realise why I love them so much.

Honestly, I don't know what it'd be like without my little cow.

Star watching was therapeutic. When you gaze up to the heavens, how could not contemplate your life? It gives me the kind of odd feeling that there's always something more, something far out of my reach. It makes me feel small and insignificant. It put things in perspective. My problems seem so much less daunting than I thought they were. It's a good thing. It's like I'm part of a bigger idea. In a way, we're one huge constellation, connected by intangible things like love.

It's December so it's time for self reflection.
Maybe I'll elaborate on these more next time.

1. I am too self-indulgent. 
2. I'm an emotional eater. 
3. I've taken my relationships for granted.
4. I can't love anyone properly.
5. I cannot sort out my priorities.