late tonight/early morning

October 11, 2008 was a not so interesting day so it seemed. And it wasn't, but when nine o'clock came around I found myself sitting around the fire outside with old friends playing the guitar and singing. nine suddenly became twelve and i realized how fast time travels when your just hanging out with old friends like old times. these are the times i need to grasp, take hold of, cherish. New friends are made and suddenly become old friends but the people you've known your whole life are the ones special. the ones you kinda forget about and then realize on the first cold night of autumn how much you missed them and their company. life's not about all of that hoopla of media shit, life is about this; remembering where you came from and who you came with, thinking you forgot friends from your past and finding them in your future.