and it's changing everything I believe in
A couple of days ago while in a fit of boredom I read through some of my old posts from blog pasts (before this current one), I also read through the blogs of my friend Kelli. It's good to see the progression of things. I still see glimmers of myself in those words from eight to ten years ago. Although I have to be honest that it upsets me that I am old enough to look back an entire decade and think of it as not being not that long ago.
I remember the things that happened. I remember performing in talent shows, and choir competitions. I remember sitting in the common area of school drinking Sonic drinks for breakfast. I remember what happened in Burton Coliseum that wasn't my graduation. I remember meeting Kelli and her friend Paris in the library, every single morning for two months. I remember F.U.C.K. 93.7 (We fuck so you don't have to). I remember the Asian shuffle. I distinctly remember the phone call that lasted all summer. I remember holding her hand and feeling sure. I remember sitting in Bryant's shop for hours at a time, pretending to play pool but really just trying to make one another laugh. I remember this perfect drawing that Kelli once gave me of Christnia Aguilera if she were Pentecostal. Speaking of Pentecostals I remember that they make the best peanut brittle. I remember being too loud, and at the same time never loud enough. I remember reading To Kill a Mockingbird, and Harry Potter. I remember listening to Britney Spears, Incubus, and that one Mad Caddies song that Bryant used to play all the time, that I still listen to.
I remember too much, and I don't remember enough. I remember before I started smoking. I remember before who I was before it happened. I remember feeling lighter. I remember being a moody asshole. I remember the time before Facebook, when the world felt bigger. I remember when I wasn't so pretentious. I remember not appreciating time. I hope I'll one day remember this.
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