Awesome.
I just went to the coolest place tonight. Near my house, there is a road that they're building, and it's not done yet, but it's going to go all the way to another road nearby... blah blah. Just a little premise. On to the real story:
This road is closed. I went up it. Other times I've wanted to, but had no real reason... but tonight... I had a PERFECT reason. What's that you ask?
FOG.
It's really rediculously foggy right now. Something about fog at night just delights me. Not in a city, because there it just gives you some isolation at an intersection. Fog around where I live is like... open for a few hundred yards, and then nothing around that. It's like you have your own little corner of the world. It's times like these that I wish I smoked some kind of substance. Not crack, mind you, but cigarettes or weed or something. It would just seem fitting to be out there with my music blasting, and to have a reason to sit there for a few minutes. Have something to enjoy there. I'm sure a number of you are thinking "oh, dude. I totally know what you mean." But anyhow, I went out to the end of the road, and parked my truck, rolled the window down, and turned the volume up on some Slightly Stoopid. I walked out to the middle of the road, jumped around excitedly because it was so flippin' cool, and then thought "hey... I should blast some real crazy music". So I did. Turned up the volume on some Marilyn Manson - Rock is Dead. Listened to it for a second and then felt stupid about just jumping around in the middle of the road, so I came back. But it made me so excited, on one hand, but somewhat depressed on the other.
The excited part was because I had this little bit of the world that was just mine. I could do whatever I wanted in it, and nobody could do a damn thing about it. Sure, maybe a cop could have come and told me to go home, but it was unlikely. It was far away from any place where I could look around and get some bearing as to where I was. There was nothing. I was on the slope of some kind of hill, with a slight hint of blinks from the Air Force Base's lights. That's IT. I was alone.
Which gets me to the depressing part. As cool as it was being alone in my own little corner of the world, it would have been a LOT cooler(exponentially, so) if someone was there with me. A few friends in particular come to mind, and I can accurately guess how the conversations would go, or at least what the tone would be. But it just made me a bit sad becuase the main source of my enjoyment is in those whom I spend time with. My friends. I just wish that the few people I would call at 1:00 in the morning to say "Hey, let's go out driving in the fog," are rediculously far away. I'm tired of having so much 'me' time, lately. I've had time to think about my own issues and come to conclusions with what I think I'm doing with my life. I want to hang out with my friends.
This got a lot more disjointed and emo than I originally intended. I wish there was some way I could just plug my head in and download the correct thoughts in a legible, and non-frightening manner in order to convey to all of you what it is I'm thinking, and where I'm coming from. But anyhow, that was my cool little revelation/carpe diem/existential moment for the night. I guess it has been a while since I really posted anything, though... so I guess it has been since the last time I've posted. Whatever.
Don't take for granted those you care about, because who knows when, and for what reason, they'll be gone.
-Robb
This road is closed. I went up it. Other times I've wanted to, but had no real reason... but tonight... I had a PERFECT reason. What's that you ask?
FOG.
It's really rediculously foggy right now. Something about fog at night just delights me. Not in a city, because there it just gives you some isolation at an intersection. Fog around where I live is like... open for a few hundred yards, and then nothing around that. It's like you have your own little corner of the world. It's times like these that I wish I smoked some kind of substance. Not crack, mind you, but cigarettes or weed or something. It would just seem fitting to be out there with my music blasting, and to have a reason to sit there for a few minutes. Have something to enjoy there. I'm sure a number of you are thinking "oh, dude. I totally know what you mean." But anyhow, I went out to the end of the road, and parked my truck, rolled the window down, and turned the volume up on some Slightly Stoopid. I walked out to the middle of the road, jumped around excitedly because it was so flippin' cool, and then thought "hey... I should blast some real crazy music". So I did. Turned up the volume on some Marilyn Manson - Rock is Dead. Listened to it for a second and then felt stupid about just jumping around in the middle of the road, so I came back. But it made me so excited, on one hand, but somewhat depressed on the other.
The excited part was because I had this little bit of the world that was just mine. I could do whatever I wanted in it, and nobody could do a damn thing about it. Sure, maybe a cop could have come and told me to go home, but it was unlikely. It was far away from any place where I could look around and get some bearing as to where I was. There was nothing. I was on the slope of some kind of hill, with a slight hint of blinks from the Air Force Base's lights. That's IT. I was alone.
Which gets me to the depressing part. As cool as it was being alone in my own little corner of the world, it would have been a LOT cooler(exponentially, so) if someone was there with me. A few friends in particular come to mind, and I can accurately guess how the conversations would go, or at least what the tone would be. But it just made me a bit sad becuase the main source of my enjoyment is in those whom I spend time with. My friends. I just wish that the few people I would call at 1:00 in the morning to say "Hey, let's go out driving in the fog," are rediculously far away. I'm tired of having so much 'me' time, lately. I've had time to think about my own issues and come to conclusions with what I think I'm doing with my life. I want to hang out with my friends.
This got a lot more disjointed and emo than I originally intended. I wish there was some way I could just plug my head in and download the correct thoughts in a legible, and non-frightening manner in order to convey to all of you what it is I'm thinking, and where I'm coming from. But anyhow, that was my cool little revelation/carpe diem/existential moment for the night. I guess it has been a while since I really posted anything, though... so I guess it has been since the last time I've posted. Whatever.
Don't take for granted those you care about, because who knows when, and for what reason, they'll be gone.
-Robb