Late Night. Kool Aid. Sappy Music. Tears. Love.
The time is nigh people. You're all leaving and here i am sitting in front of a fucking computer screen at 12:16 AM wishing that i'd done more. Seen more. Felt more. Had more to remember. I'm not about to do any memories list or anything like that because it would be depressingly short and i don't feel like i have the authority to do that. But i will say that, with complete honesty and sincerity, that the times i was fortunate enough to share with some of you meant more to me than i can clearly articulate...especially when im constantly reaching for tissues and wiping my eyes on my sleeves. I'm gonna do my best to keep this short here...nobody likes long LJ entries...especially sad ones.
Really all i ever wanted was be able to do for all of you what do you did for me. That is; make me smile and feel like i was alive and doing something. I tried to leave something with each and every one of you that might make you smile some soft tuesday morning years from now. Some memory. Something. I guess i'll never really know if i did or not. But i guess its the thought that counts. So...
Go climb Everest with an overbearing Frenchman and shout your name from the top.
Go write beautiful stories on a train across Russia as you watch a meteor plummet from the sky over the snow.
Go dance straight from now until you die.
Go live in a cabin in the woods with whoever you wish and don't ever watch TV.
Go buy a boat and swim with dolphins in suspiciously green water.
Go take that flag off the moon.
Go get your name in lights.
Go help someone else live to help yourself sleep at night.
Go build a monument to your own existence.
Go waste time talking about the great things you will do someday.
Go do whatever it is that you want to do with your life, but whatever that happens to be...i hope that you might be able to take a second or two whenever you can to remember that one time Gabe made you smile.
If i don't see anyone again before you leave. Bye. You will be missed. A lot.
Really all i ever wanted was be able to do for all of you what do you did for me. That is; make me smile and feel like i was alive and doing something. I tried to leave something with each and every one of you that might make you smile some soft tuesday morning years from now. Some memory. Something. I guess i'll never really know if i did or not. But i guess its the thought that counts. So...
Go climb Everest with an overbearing Frenchman and shout your name from the top.
Go write beautiful stories on a train across Russia as you watch a meteor plummet from the sky over the snow.
Go dance straight from now until you die.
Go live in a cabin in the woods with whoever you wish and don't ever watch TV.
Go buy a boat and swim with dolphins in suspiciously green water.
Go take that flag off the moon.
Go get your name in lights.
Go help someone else live to help yourself sleep at night.
Go build a monument to your own existence.
Go waste time talking about the great things you will do someday.
Go do whatever it is that you want to do with your life, but whatever that happens to be...i hope that you might be able to take a second or two whenever you can to remember that one time Gabe made you smile.
If i don't see anyone again before you leave. Bye. You will be missed. A lot.