My attempt at being intellectual, don't judge. Ok fine.
As i sat with my feet in the pool, holding my dripping popsicle in my mouth with one hand and using the other to slowly graze the water I realized something. I will get to that in a moment.
Having Sarah come home was quite an eye opener. We once shared the same feelings of wanting to leave this place and never even thought of the chance of missing it. That has changed on her part and I too have found a new appreciation for the term "homesick". When having that longing for comfort that can only come from familiarity it's as if you have this hunger pain that you just can't seem to get rid of. But when you are in a position where you think you are at home and still experience this pain it makes you wonder what exactly does a home entail. It can't be as simplistic as a building, can it? Is it the food, the people, or knowing where you are going on the busy streets? I guess no one really knows because you still see everyone around you striving to find the answer. They move houses and start to plan out how the furniture will tie in with the curtains, they put in a pool in hopes of expanding a social life among the neighborhood, someone marries another in hopes of feeling completion, people move off to "bigger and better things" every chance they get. The only objection I have to this otherwise necessary advancement in life is that while we all are doing all of this preparation and searching for those bigger and better things, we in turn miss out on life.
Going back to my realization in the hot summer sun I forgot to mention it was the first time in a long while that I had the urge to write. I didn't no what or what exactly prompted the craving but it nonetheless hit me like a lighting bolt. I feel as if people get a quality glimpse of the inner workings my mind when i write rather than when i speak, that is how I chose to perceive it anyway. Now to the realization itself, people make me who I am and i state this with the most gratitude I can project. Of course I am sure everyone knows that certain people bring out certain qualities in themselves and they are not always good one either. Even so humans posses the power to mold one another and hopefully you are lucky enough to find those people that only want to bring out the best in you. Now the funny thing about finally admitting that others have an influence on the ever independent minded me was knowing that I depended on it more than i knew. My realm of friends have of course tried their best to maintain some sort of stability but yet as all things do, it changed, they've changed, i've changed, and so have you. It is in our hands to determine whether it is for the better. We do in fact chose who we surround ourselves with and who we chose to keep away from. Realities of life sometimes take away good friends that you selfishly want around all the time and then other times you get stuck with a nasty co-worker that seems to make your life a living hell.
Thank you for making me...me. You know who you are and if you don't take my word for it, you're obviously reading so just take some of the damn credit even if you don't think you deserve it.
Having Sarah come home was quite an eye opener. We once shared the same feelings of wanting to leave this place and never even thought of the chance of missing it. That has changed on her part and I too have found a new appreciation for the term "homesick". When having that longing for comfort that can only come from familiarity it's as if you have this hunger pain that you just can't seem to get rid of. But when you are in a position where you think you are at home and still experience this pain it makes you wonder what exactly does a home entail. It can't be as simplistic as a building, can it? Is it the food, the people, or knowing where you are going on the busy streets? I guess no one really knows because you still see everyone around you striving to find the answer. They move houses and start to plan out how the furniture will tie in with the curtains, they put in a pool in hopes of expanding a social life among the neighborhood, someone marries another in hopes of feeling completion, people move off to "bigger and better things" every chance they get. The only objection I have to this otherwise necessary advancement in life is that while we all are doing all of this preparation and searching for those bigger and better things, we in turn miss out on life.
Going back to my realization in the hot summer sun I forgot to mention it was the first time in a long while that I had the urge to write. I didn't no what or what exactly prompted the craving but it nonetheless hit me like a lighting bolt. I feel as if people get a quality glimpse of the inner workings my mind when i write rather than when i speak, that is how I chose to perceive it anyway. Now to the realization itself, people make me who I am and i state this with the most gratitude I can project. Of course I am sure everyone knows that certain people bring out certain qualities in themselves and they are not always good one either. Even so humans posses the power to mold one another and hopefully you are lucky enough to find those people that only want to bring out the best in you. Now the funny thing about finally admitting that others have an influence on the ever independent minded me was knowing that I depended on it more than i knew. My realm of friends have of course tried their best to maintain some sort of stability but yet as all things do, it changed, they've changed, i've changed, and so have you. It is in our hands to determine whether it is for the better. We do in fact chose who we surround ourselves with and who we chose to keep away from. Realities of life sometimes take away good friends that you selfishly want around all the time and then other times you get stuck with a nasty co-worker that seems to make your life a living hell.
Thank you for making me...me. You know who you are and if you don't take my word for it, you're obviously reading so just take some of the damn credit even if you don't think you deserve it.