Today I went to my piano lesson, and my heart just wasn’t in it. I didn’t think my teacher would notice, but halfway through the lesson she asked if anything was wrong and I replied with a soft no. I continued to play and I ended up breaking down and crying. She sat me down and comforted me and told me that whatever it was I would probably look back and wonder why it ever mattered to me. She told me that time would heal everything. I went home, and when Simon came over, I realized that in time my heart would heal itself. I helped him with chemistry which helped me take my mind off things, and we talked about random things. Call me stupid, but that’s when I realized that all I need is good company that makes me laugh constantly and makes me realize that I need them as much as they need me. There is no need to surround myself with bad company if a bad mood is the only outcome that follows.