#famelia.

Josh said he’s not the guy for me. He’s not wrong, that guy for me is Taylor. I’m just not the brightest bulb in the box and it took me a bit to realize. Yesterday before he asked, I brought back that post about how wonderful I thought he was that made half our friends realize I even liked him.

It seems like there’s a lot falling into place. Speaking of friends, though, I still haven’t talked to Amelia or Tay. I told Ari, though. She was just the first person I thought to tell. After Juliet, but that isn’t actually possible. Maybe I’ll go to her grave today. I wonder if it’s morbid to ask T to come.

And Amelia… I don’t get it. To go from hating him to a date? When she’s the one who listened to me talk about him for years. The whole time all she did was tell me he was an ass. Whatever. I’m done with trying to make sense of everything.

As if I didn’t know what that last one implied, Mom.

Though I do hate them not being here. I feel like an outsider in my own hometown, watching on a screen as they play the song I asked them to, as Matt makes an idiot of himself trying to flirt with their new merch girl, as they’re just...them and I’m in this town with basically none of the people who made it worthwhile.

I left a lot behind when I took to the road, but. There’s one person here that I still haven’t caught up with. I don’t know how. I literally ran into both Matt and Josh, and those were decently emotional reunions. In different ways. Mike, it was easy to go back into our flow. Maybe since he’s the one I was actually simply platonic with to begin with.

But my old friend. My old best friend. I don’t know how to even say hi.