1/26/04 to 1/26/06 to forever
It's midnight, Mike's asleep, and I don't feel like getting up and going to Dan and Justin's room, right next to mine.
Today marks the start of the day that, exactly two years ago, I cowardly called Sammy up to commence our relationship. Two years is a long time when you're this young. If I did my math correctly then these two years represent just over 10% of my life. If I happen to live until I'm 90 (chances are good considering my family history) then I will have spent over 80% of my life with her, 73 years. Pale in comparison to the two years that have already gone by. The activities in ones life (major events, change of locations, jobs, etc.) can be represented by a decaying exponential. What I mean by this is that in these two years, a whole lot has happened, and a whole lot has changed in myself, Sammy, our relationship, my attitude towards life, etc. As time goes by, major events will be more scarce. How many 60 year olds do you see changing their career, moving into a new home for only a little while, and not being certain of their future? How many 60 year olds are just finding the love of their life, thinking about marriage, kids? I can think of none.
There's a lot of decisions that I made since then that I will never regret, and some that I will. I know that since I started dating Sammy, my life has improved. I'm proud that I don't smoke often, drink heavily, or partake in illegal drugs. I'm proud that I'm a musician, an artist, and that I'm going into a field that I enjoy. Fuck if I know whether I'm going to make any money off of it or not. Call me an idiot, but I'd rather be happy with where I'm heading, even though I'm financially unstable, than starting a career I'm going to hate but will get me the money to support a family.
In case you didn't want to read all of that, I can sum it up for you here. I'm a completely different person than I was in high school. I miss some of it, but hate most of it. I'm mostly satisfied with myself.
Thank you Sammy, I love you.
Today marks the start of the day that, exactly two years ago, I cowardly called Sammy up to commence our relationship. Two years is a long time when you're this young. If I did my math correctly then these two years represent just over 10% of my life. If I happen to live until I'm 90 (chances are good considering my family history) then I will have spent over 80% of my life with her, 73 years. Pale in comparison to the two years that have already gone by. The activities in ones life (major events, change of locations, jobs, etc.) can be represented by a decaying exponential. What I mean by this is that in these two years, a whole lot has happened, and a whole lot has changed in myself, Sammy, our relationship, my attitude towards life, etc. As time goes by, major events will be more scarce. How many 60 year olds do you see changing their career, moving into a new home for only a little while, and not being certain of their future? How many 60 year olds are just finding the love of their life, thinking about marriage, kids? I can think of none.
There's a lot of decisions that I made since then that I will never regret, and some that I will. I know that since I started dating Sammy, my life has improved. I'm proud that I don't smoke often, drink heavily, or partake in illegal drugs. I'm proud that I'm a musician, an artist, and that I'm going into a field that I enjoy. Fuck if I know whether I'm going to make any money off of it or not. Call me an idiot, but I'd rather be happy with where I'm heading, even though I'm financially unstable, than starting a career I'm going to hate but will get me the money to support a family.
In case you didn't want to read all of that, I can sum it up for you here. I'm a completely different person than I was in high school. I miss some of it, but hate most of it. I'm mostly satisfied with myself.
Thank you Sammy, I love you.