End of the summer..
Some would probably say that there summer was just okay. Well mine was great. Yes, its that time again to write about the end of the summer. Its hump day which means that the only direction I can move is towards the opening day of school. Let’s recap. It started with the usually gatherings at, what seemed like, the only house in town. Then it shuffled to being a usual pair of mischievous kids. Finally, throw in the highlight 20 person mini golf game, some Monday night bowling, and you’ve finally arrived to the end of an eventful and quiet/not-so-dramatic summer.
Its always going to be a mix feeling about going back to school. It begins with the cliché of excitement about leaving home again, but sad about leaving everything else behind, excitement to see everyone at school again, but sad to end things so short of success. What I can’t figure out thought is why I have had this lingering thought in my head. It was a late summer attraction, and I can’t stop thinking about it. Funny thing, however, it’s only been 2 days. So I’m not jumping at anything. I find myself, however, waiting for no reason and for nothing in particular.
Tonight, I caught an episode of One Tree Hill. That show is great. At the end, they had their usual sad song and looked at where everyone was in life. And the theme of the episode recap was moving on, and…I guess that’s what I kind of have to do here in this situation. Move on. I mean, I will be reluctant at first, but I know I will, eventually. I have to confess though, I like…no, love the feeling of nostalgia. I love to dwell on things like this is the last time ever. Although, in today’s society, this thought it not far from reality. I guess what I am trying to say is that enjoy everything you have done now because you may not be able to do them tomorrow; you know the old saying. Mine has a catch though. Dwell on them for as long as you can. People say not to dwell on the past because that is what it is…the past. But I say fuck ‘em and dwell away. Because those are the moments that define your life and who you are. Otherwise, why would you be dwelling on them.
Let the good times roll.
Its always going to be a mix feeling about going back to school. It begins with the cliché of excitement about leaving home again, but sad about leaving everything else behind, excitement to see everyone at school again, but sad to end things so short of success. What I can’t figure out thought is why I have had this lingering thought in my head. It was a late summer attraction, and I can’t stop thinking about it. Funny thing, however, it’s only been 2 days. So I’m not jumping at anything. I find myself, however, waiting for no reason and for nothing in particular.
Tonight, I caught an episode of One Tree Hill. That show is great. At the end, they had their usual sad song and looked at where everyone was in life. And the theme of the episode recap was moving on, and…I guess that’s what I kind of have to do here in this situation. Move on. I mean, I will be reluctant at first, but I know I will, eventually. I have to confess though, I like…no, love the feeling of nostalgia. I love to dwell on things like this is the last time ever. Although, in today’s society, this thought it not far from reality. I guess what I am trying to say is that enjoy everything you have done now because you may not be able to do them tomorrow; you know the old saying. Mine has a catch though. Dwell on them for as long as you can. People say not to dwell on the past because that is what it is…the past. But I say fuck ‘em and dwell away. Because those are the moments that define your life and who you are. Otherwise, why would you be dwelling on them.
Let the good times roll.