100% Juice
Woke up at 5 AM. Rode my motorcycle well over 100 miles. Ran a 10 K with my sister. Got sunburned. Rode some more. Had a beer with my best friend from 3rd grade. Got a hair cut and talked about Caz (a kid from high school I played football with) who is now blind from explosive shrapnel in Iraq. And I am lonely. I ride, and I feel awake. But now, just lonely. Like I would give anything to have what I once had. Only better, nothing else matters. Not success or position, just to have someone you love. Someone that knows who you are, with which you are completly at a deep peace. Some say, "hmph hmph, be original, live original, you alone can change the world". Fact: not true. We are not meant to be alone.