a miracle, very long
wow.
so, last night began like most saturday nights. it looked as though it would end like most, too. i dont know if i could have been more wrong.
i went and saw charlie and the chocolate factory with tara yesterday afternoon. it was pretty good. built up a little, but i guess i wasnt in the right mind-set to watch it when it started. anyways, when i got home, my parents and sister were already gone to my cousins wedding. so i had an open night ahead of be. normally this is a bad thing. i usually end up calling a bunch of people and them saying oh, well, were going to drink or i dont really feel like doing anything. stuff like that. that normally gets to me. and it kinda did again last night. so i didnt want to coupe myself up in my house all night. so, after playing some ncaa football 2006 for a little while and browsing the internet, i decided to print off my latest poem and go to k-mart to see if megan was there so i could give it to her as well as the gift i bought her in new orleans. i also decided to take my guitar because if i didnt find anyone or thing to do (anyone to do... hehe), i could still sit at the coffee shop and play a little guitar and see if i get any looks from the opposite sex.
well, i went to k-mart, and megan wasnt there. i was pulling onto charlestown road when i thought, hmmm... i should go to wal*mart and get some t-shirts so i can make some clever t-shirts. thats exciting. i bought a grey, a red, and two blacks. i was walking out of wal*mart and the lady that was in front of me in line who was in an electric wheel chair was parked right beside me. she was struggling with her bags, trying to put them in her trunk. i put my bag of t-shirts down and went over and helped her with her bags. it was the littlest act of kindness, but i was rewarded for it greatly as you will see later.
i left wal*mart with the intention to go get some coffee at the coffee shop. however i only had two dollars in my wallet. went i got to the coffee shop, i had a choice of getting coffee or a glass bottled coke. if i got coffee, i would probably hang around the coffee shop for a while. the coke would run out quickly and that would be it for the night. well, i decided to get the coffee, (the ball had already been set in motion) and no sooner did i get that coffee did i see a friendly face. a girl named bridgette whom i had talked to for a while in the middle of sophmore year and hadnt hardly seen since then was sitting at the big table with a bunch of her friends. i started talking to her and in turn her friends as well (except for one guy, josh i think). they just accepted me just like that. it was really cool. we talked about little stuff, mascots, school, sarcasm. bridgette and i caught up on old times and made fun of each other for not making a move. its cool. one of those look back and laugh things. well, this group all got up pretty abruptly and decided to head out to the parking lot to discuss plans of heading to their friends house. i said, well if you all are leaving, i guess ill just play guitar for about 45 minutes until or until i decide to go home. one of her friends played a little guitar, so i let him play a couple songs to impress his girl. i got my guitar back, and i walked back over to the bench in front of the coffee shop to sit and play my guitar for a bit.
i played for a while. i saw a lot of faces pass by on their way to the shop. i was trying to get some looks... you cant blame a man for trying. i found that the real reason that i was there was not just to play the guitar or just to try to pick up chicks. around eleven thirty, a man walked out of the coffee shop and walked to his ford taurus that looks better than the fusion, and then walked back to me. he handed me his business card with the title of a book on the back. he said someone told him to give it to me. i knew what he meant. he walked back to his car and drove away.
that would be a pretty good story. it is rare for a complete stranger to give you the name of a book out of the blue. it is even more rare for that person to turn his taurus around, walk over and sit down and listen to you play a song and see what comes of it. that is just what happened though.
his name is doug. he said as he was walking out the door, he saw me and the lord had said give him the name of that book. so he did. and as he was driving away, he was told to go back and see what that kid has to say. maybe you will touch his life. maybe he will tough yours.
so, he came back and sat down. i played wonderwall, because thats the only song i know (im kidding). we started talking about school and i told him i am learning business marketing. that was kind of creepy because that is exactly what his business is focused on. we got into talking about dreams and goals and the question- time or money? is said time because the time you spend with people and the memories made during that time is worth more than any amount of money in the world. after leaving this world, the you cant keep the money. but the memories made and the experiences that you have had, those can stay with you after death. *now, even if you dont believe in the same things i do, dont let that discourage you from reading. i am not trying to change your beliefs.* he figured i was an aspiring song writer or singer. i told him that i was more of a poet, and thats when it hit me... for some reason completely unforeseen to me, i had that poem in my car, so that i could give to him. it was all supposed to happen. it was meant to be. it was made so clear that this was not a chance meeting. someone else had a hand in this one. through different situations, we ended up talking about religion and God and things like that. he shared a lot of things with me, more than most strangers would, but then again, he wasnt really a stranger. i saw a lot of me in him. i think he did, too. even down to the junior and senior year were eerily similar. i had thought of becoming a priest as he had. i seriously thought about it for a while. i realized that God didnt want me to be a priest, because the priest can only touch those that come to the church. he wanted me to go out in the world and lead through example. i dont know if i do the best job of that, but i will try to get better.
we talked about so many things. we somehow got into talking about cars. that was a pretty interesting conversation. it was one of those conversations that you only get to have occaisionally because if you had them too often, you would have to think about too much. seriously, there was plenty to think about by the conclusion of this conversation. so many good questions. some great points and thoughts to think about. it was not a chance encounter. like i said earlier. the ball had been set in motion long before we met. he said that it is good to see a nineteen year old with such a good head on his shoulders. one who is so sharp. one with such good dreams and ideas and passion and outlooks on the world and the future. it was really refreshing to get to have such a thought provoking, deep, intelectual, semi-spiritual conversation. it was sent from God. thats all i can say. doug was sent to me by God last night.
it has totlally restored my faith. not that i had lost it, but i hadnt really gotten to be passionate about it lately. it seems that went ever people talk about faith and religion now days, you cannot have a conversation without each person trying to prove that they are right. i feel if people dont want to believe what i do, that is fine with me. i dont have to believe everything that they believe. but it is good to get perspectives from other sides. it is healthy. those sides wouldnt be there if you werent supposed to see or experience them. and that goes for most things in life. anyways im gonna quit rambling for the moment and move on to something different.
my mind is clear. it feels so good. i can think freely. if you cant tell by this post, my mind is flowing. it is wonderful. i feel great. i really do. doug said it over and over last night, life is good. it is not perfect, and it never will be, but life is good. anyone from good old phs will remember the mindset that you had after senior retreat. this is what i am feeling right now. i feel it again. it is awesome. that was our word for november retreat. awesome. thats how it feels.
i made katies day the other day. she said i really brightened it up with the reply that i left her. im glad. i put a lot into that reply. she better have liked it. i would have beaten her repeatedly had she not. kiddin. she said we should go do something sometime... whatever that may be... *coughmakeoutcough* just kidding. ooh, she just called. sounds like were going to meet up at either her place or my place and taste our true loves for the first time together (hers- arbys chicken salad thing/ mine- taco bell crunch wrap supreme).
i also made one of bridgettes friends day last night because i knew ball states mascot was named charlie cardinal. that was cool. i didnt really make her day, but it was slightly exciting for her. cool cool.
i have been typing this for about an hour and a half now. this is insanely long. youd better still be reading this entire entry. there will be a quiz at the end.
so, im working double time today. thats cool. im makin up some of the hours that i lost while i was on vacation. however, i will be losing three more next sunday because ill be at the brickyard 400, oops, i mean the allstate 400 at the brickyard. its cool. im not complaining. i needed some extra hours so i couls write this.
i dont know. i suppose i will leave it at that for right now. if i come up with anything else to say. i will throw it into a new entry. so, until later, peace.
-2t_e
final thought: life is good.
final thought II: live the fourth.
so, last night began like most saturday nights. it looked as though it would end like most, too. i dont know if i could have been more wrong.
i went and saw charlie and the chocolate factory with tara yesterday afternoon. it was pretty good. built up a little, but i guess i wasnt in the right mind-set to watch it when it started. anyways, when i got home, my parents and sister were already gone to my cousins wedding. so i had an open night ahead of be. normally this is a bad thing. i usually end up calling a bunch of people and them saying oh, well, were going to drink or i dont really feel like doing anything. stuff like that. that normally gets to me. and it kinda did again last night. so i didnt want to coupe myself up in my house all night. so, after playing some ncaa football 2006 for a little while and browsing the internet, i decided to print off my latest poem and go to k-mart to see if megan was there so i could give it to her as well as the gift i bought her in new orleans. i also decided to take my guitar because if i didnt find anyone or thing to do (anyone to do... hehe), i could still sit at the coffee shop and play a little guitar and see if i get any looks from the opposite sex.
well, i went to k-mart, and megan wasnt there. i was pulling onto charlestown road when i thought, hmmm... i should go to wal*mart and get some t-shirts so i can make some clever t-shirts. thats exciting. i bought a grey, a red, and two blacks. i was walking out of wal*mart and the lady that was in front of me in line who was in an electric wheel chair was parked right beside me. she was struggling with her bags, trying to put them in her trunk. i put my bag of t-shirts down and went over and helped her with her bags. it was the littlest act of kindness, but i was rewarded for it greatly as you will see later.
i left wal*mart with the intention to go get some coffee at the coffee shop. however i only had two dollars in my wallet. went i got to the coffee shop, i had a choice of getting coffee or a glass bottled coke. if i got coffee, i would probably hang around the coffee shop for a while. the coke would run out quickly and that would be it for the night. well, i decided to get the coffee, (the ball had already been set in motion) and no sooner did i get that coffee did i see a friendly face. a girl named bridgette whom i had talked to for a while in the middle of sophmore year and hadnt hardly seen since then was sitting at the big table with a bunch of her friends. i started talking to her and in turn her friends as well (except for one guy, josh i think). they just accepted me just like that. it was really cool. we talked about little stuff, mascots, school, sarcasm. bridgette and i caught up on old times and made fun of each other for not making a move. its cool. one of those look back and laugh things. well, this group all got up pretty abruptly and decided to head out to the parking lot to discuss plans of heading to their friends house. i said, well if you all are leaving, i guess ill just play guitar for about 45 minutes until or until i decide to go home. one of her friends played a little guitar, so i let him play a couple songs to impress his girl. i got my guitar back, and i walked back over to the bench in front of the coffee shop to sit and play my guitar for a bit.
i played for a while. i saw a lot of faces pass by on their way to the shop. i was trying to get some looks... you cant blame a man for trying. i found that the real reason that i was there was not just to play the guitar or just to try to pick up chicks. around eleven thirty, a man walked out of the coffee shop and walked to his ford taurus that looks better than the fusion, and then walked back to me. he handed me his business card with the title of a book on the back. he said someone told him to give it to me. i knew what he meant. he walked back to his car and drove away.
that would be a pretty good story. it is rare for a complete stranger to give you the name of a book out of the blue. it is even more rare for that person to turn his taurus around, walk over and sit down and listen to you play a song and see what comes of it. that is just what happened though.
his name is doug. he said as he was walking out the door, he saw me and the lord had said give him the name of that book. so he did. and as he was driving away, he was told to go back and see what that kid has to say. maybe you will touch his life. maybe he will tough yours.
so, he came back and sat down. i played wonderwall, because thats the only song i know (im kidding). we started talking about school and i told him i am learning business marketing. that was kind of creepy because that is exactly what his business is focused on. we got into talking about dreams and goals and the question- time or money? is said time because the time you spend with people and the memories made during that time is worth more than any amount of money in the world. after leaving this world, the you cant keep the money. but the memories made and the experiences that you have had, those can stay with you after death. *now, even if you dont believe in the same things i do, dont let that discourage you from reading. i am not trying to change your beliefs.* he figured i was an aspiring song writer or singer. i told him that i was more of a poet, and thats when it hit me... for some reason completely unforeseen to me, i had that poem in my car, so that i could give to him. it was all supposed to happen. it was meant to be. it was made so clear that this was not a chance meeting. someone else had a hand in this one. through different situations, we ended up talking about religion and God and things like that. he shared a lot of things with me, more than most strangers would, but then again, he wasnt really a stranger. i saw a lot of me in him. i think he did, too. even down to the junior and senior year were eerily similar. i had thought of becoming a priest as he had. i seriously thought about it for a while. i realized that God didnt want me to be a priest, because the priest can only touch those that come to the church. he wanted me to go out in the world and lead through example. i dont know if i do the best job of that, but i will try to get better.
we talked about so many things. we somehow got into talking about cars. that was a pretty interesting conversation. it was one of those conversations that you only get to have occaisionally because if you had them too often, you would have to think about too much. seriously, there was plenty to think about by the conclusion of this conversation. so many good questions. some great points and thoughts to think about. it was not a chance encounter. like i said earlier. the ball had been set in motion long before we met. he said that it is good to see a nineteen year old with such a good head on his shoulders. one who is so sharp. one with such good dreams and ideas and passion and outlooks on the world and the future. it was really refreshing to get to have such a thought provoking, deep, intelectual, semi-spiritual conversation. it was sent from God. thats all i can say. doug was sent to me by God last night.
it has totlally restored my faith. not that i had lost it, but i hadnt really gotten to be passionate about it lately. it seems that went ever people talk about faith and religion now days, you cannot have a conversation without each person trying to prove that they are right. i feel if people dont want to believe what i do, that is fine with me. i dont have to believe everything that they believe. but it is good to get perspectives from other sides. it is healthy. those sides wouldnt be there if you werent supposed to see or experience them. and that goes for most things in life. anyways im gonna quit rambling for the moment and move on to something different.
my mind is clear. it feels so good. i can think freely. if you cant tell by this post, my mind is flowing. it is wonderful. i feel great. i really do. doug said it over and over last night, life is good. it is not perfect, and it never will be, but life is good. anyone from good old phs will remember the mindset that you had after senior retreat. this is what i am feeling right now. i feel it again. it is awesome. that was our word for november retreat. awesome. thats how it feels.
i made katies day the other day. she said i really brightened it up with the reply that i left her. im glad. i put a lot into that reply. she better have liked it. i would have beaten her repeatedly had she not. kiddin. she said we should go do something sometime... whatever that may be... *coughmakeoutcough* just kidding. ooh, she just called. sounds like were going to meet up at either her place or my place and taste our true loves for the first time together (hers- arbys chicken salad thing/ mine- taco bell crunch wrap supreme).
i also made one of bridgettes friends day last night because i knew ball states mascot was named charlie cardinal. that was cool. i didnt really make her day, but it was slightly exciting for her. cool cool.
i have been typing this for about an hour and a half now. this is insanely long. youd better still be reading this entire entry. there will be a quiz at the end.
so, im working double time today. thats cool. im makin up some of the hours that i lost while i was on vacation. however, i will be losing three more next sunday because ill be at the brickyard 400, oops, i mean the allstate 400 at the brickyard. its cool. im not complaining. i needed some extra hours so i couls write this.
i dont know. i suppose i will leave it at that for right now. if i come up with anything else to say. i will throw it into a new entry. so, until later, peace.
-2t_e
final thought: life is good.
final thought II: live the fourth.