Bon Matin
Ever feel like you are completely happy with the way your life turned out?
Like you wouldn't change anything if you had the choice, because you wouldn't want your
life to be any different? I feel that way right now. Maybe it's just the excessive amount of alcohol
that is in my system, but from how I am typing I really doubt that. I had a great time tonight and
I walked home from the wave at 3 in the morning, it couldn't have been a better night to walk
home, and while walking I thought about everything. I thought about my childhood, about growing up, about my
parents, friends, acquaintances, and I tried to remember every funny anecdote from my childhood.
Like how every morning I would take a Tonka Truck from my room, drive it into my living room, sit in it,
set my juice on a chair, and watch cartoons/wizard of oz. Or how I would tell my mom I couldn't sleep
just so I could stay up to watch SNL. Even the time I accidentally smacked Cody's foot with a shovel in
the sandbox outside my house (Sorry Cody, I still feel bad for that hah). I don't even know what I'm saying
anymore, I don't even know if this had a point to it, too many vodka/limes. Whatever my intentions were
when I began rambling, I would just like to say that I love each and every one of you and I am appreciative
of whatever you have done to shape my life and make it into whatever it has become.
Thanks.
Like you wouldn't change anything if you had the choice, because you wouldn't want your
life to be any different? I feel that way right now. Maybe it's just the excessive amount of alcohol
that is in my system, but from how I am typing I really doubt that. I had a great time tonight and
I walked home from the wave at 3 in the morning, it couldn't have been a better night to walk
home, and while walking I thought about everything. I thought about my childhood, about growing up, about my
parents, friends, acquaintances, and I tried to remember every funny anecdote from my childhood.
Like how every morning I would take a Tonka Truck from my room, drive it into my living room, sit in it,
set my juice on a chair, and watch cartoons/wizard of oz. Or how I would tell my mom I couldn't sleep
just so I could stay up to watch SNL. Even the time I accidentally smacked Cody's foot with a shovel in
the sandbox outside my house (Sorry Cody, I still feel bad for that hah). I don't even know what I'm saying
anymore, I don't even know if this had a point to it, too many vodka/limes. Whatever my intentions were
when I began rambling, I would just like to say that I love each and every one of you and I am appreciative
of whatever you have done to shape my life and make it into whatever it has become.
Thanks.