One Moment...
While everyone was out at barbeques yesterday celebrating the Fourth of July, I was at work. It was slow as hell and I got cut early. After work I had a bunch of people telling me to call them, asking me what I was doing, wanting to meet up later on. The plans I had were to go with Jen and Jeremy to Arlington Heights to watch the fireworks. I couldn't get ahold of them after work though. Then I was supposed to go meet up with Kevin and two friends, Eric and I were supposed to hang out and I was still waiting on Jen to call me back. Just then Bob comes over, unexpected and uninvited. He and I hung out for a minute trying to figure out what to do. We decided to drive out to Hoffman Estates to watch the fireworks and grab a beer. As we started driving over there we saw Arlington Heights and Rolling Meadows' fireworks going off at the same time. We decided to park right there and watch.
Here I am, a 21 year old single man living alone in a nowhere town in the middle of the country, smoking a bowl with a 34 year old bald man in a liqour store parking lot, watching fireworks. Just as we sat on the hood of his car talking, I looked to my right and saw the sign on the highway that led to Chicago. We sat talking about little things as fireworks went off over our heads. It was a boring moment but one of the best.
We decided to leave and head over to this bar and as we pulled up to the red light to leave my complex, the finale of fireworks started going off. We sat at the light as it turned green watching this mad explosion of light and booms and as I looked around I saw that everyone was stopped. People across the street were stopped at the green light, others were stopped at stop signs, people walking down the street stopped to look up and watch.
All at the same time, all of us, during this one moment, whether we were white or black, Jewish or Catholic, for or against Bush, were all lifted to soar higher and shine brighter than these fireworks. This one moment we were all brought together in a sort of way. All the good and bad in our lives was washed away during this one moment where we ignored everything other than the lights and sounds. The beautiful array of colors, the sights, the sounds, the smells...during this one moment, made me happy to be alive. It made my life all that more worthwhile.
People told me before and after my problems with everything not to forget why I moved out here. I always got confused and thought I moved out here to become rich and famous, which is true, but more importantly, I moved out here to live.
To live my life. For one moment.....
Here I am, a 21 year old single man living alone in a nowhere town in the middle of the country, smoking a bowl with a 34 year old bald man in a liqour store parking lot, watching fireworks. Just as we sat on the hood of his car talking, I looked to my right and saw the sign on the highway that led to Chicago. We sat talking about little things as fireworks went off over our heads. It was a boring moment but one of the best.
We decided to leave and head over to this bar and as we pulled up to the red light to leave my complex, the finale of fireworks started going off. We sat at the light as it turned green watching this mad explosion of light and booms and as I looked around I saw that everyone was stopped. People across the street were stopped at the green light, others were stopped at stop signs, people walking down the street stopped to look up and watch.
All at the same time, all of us, during this one moment, whether we were white or black, Jewish or Catholic, for or against Bush, were all lifted to soar higher and shine brighter than these fireworks. This one moment we were all brought together in a sort of way. All the good and bad in our lives was washed away during this one moment where we ignored everything other than the lights and sounds. The beautiful array of colors, the sights, the sounds, the smells...during this one moment, made me happy to be alive. It made my life all that more worthwhile.
People told me before and after my problems with everything not to forget why I moved out here. I always got confused and thought I moved out here to become rich and famous, which is true, but more importantly, I moved out here to live.
To live my life. For one moment.....