The last summer
Not really sure what to do with this thing, but thought I give it a shoot. You are suppose to write or at least it seems that what are suppose to be doing, but what to write. Thoughts, dreams, what you do every day. If I should go with thoughts and dreams it would take me all night, so maybe I should go with the third, what I did today.
I woke up in my bed at the cabing, a bed that has been mine for 28 years or so I think. Can't remember from when I was very young, only that I have spent every summer at that cabin for as long as I remember. It's a small room reall, two beds, a desk, a chair and a closet, but enought to call home for the time I'm there. If you look out the window you can halfway see the boats on the other side of the bay and people coming and going when they do. You can even hear the waves of the ocean if you listen carefully.
That and the many birds and people around the back, like the people on the other side that has been having a party the last two nights, been listening to them for the last couple of night, to songs like: It must have been love, I'll fly with you, Something and a lot of others.
Talk about old memories as it's the same songs me and my friends used to party to, well still do :o)
After listening to that last night I tried to captured the moon with my camera, not an easy task as the zoom could be better, but some of them became cool still :o)
But back to this morning, I woke up in my room knowing that it would be the last summer I would wake up in that room, the last summer I would pack my things and go home. Not becuase there will not be a cabing there next year, but we are tearing the old and tired one down to build a new one. I'm a little against it as I love the old cabing with the outdoors toilet my dad build a a few years back, it's really beautiful.
+ That cabing carries a lot of memories for as long as I can remember, happy memories from when we were younger and played with our summer friends there, of games of cards, barbeques, from when grandma was still alive, of relatives coming over to visit and friends, of parties and a lot of other stuff.
But also those of hard times, of nightmares, going to the outdoors toilet in the middle of the night as a kid when being afraid of the dark, of heartaches, of envy of others having things you didn't, the fact that grandma passed and wouldn't be there anymore.
This is of course only some of the things that went on at that place and even if it will be gone the memories of that place will stay with me for the rest of my life, as in a way that place was a safe place for me. A place where I could sit and watch the ocean, catch crabs, fish, play with story ideas without interuptions, even if some interuptions are very welcome.
It is the perfect place to relax and just do whatever you wanna do until it's time to go home. It's the place of no worry, a place of fun and some sorrows, it's a place where time stands still.
I just thought I make this note in memory to the place that has meant a lot to me over the years, a place close to my heard and that will never be forgotten :o)
I woke up in my bed at the cabing, a bed that has been mine for 28 years or so I think. Can't remember from when I was very young, only that I have spent every summer at that cabin for as long as I remember. It's a small room reall, two beds, a desk, a chair and a closet, but enought to call home for the time I'm there. If you look out the window you can halfway see the boats on the other side of the bay and people coming and going when they do. You can even hear the waves of the ocean if you listen carefully.
That and the many birds and people around the back, like the people on the other side that has been having a party the last two nights, been listening to them for the last couple of night, to songs like: It must have been love, I'll fly with you, Something and a lot of others.
Talk about old memories as it's the same songs me and my friends used to party to, well still do :o)
After listening to that last night I tried to captured the moon with my camera, not an easy task as the zoom could be better, but some of them became cool still :o)
But back to this morning, I woke up in my room knowing that it would be the last summer I would wake up in that room, the last summer I would pack my things and go home. Not becuase there will not be a cabing there next year, but we are tearing the old and tired one down to build a new one. I'm a little against it as I love the old cabing with the outdoors toilet my dad build a a few years back, it's really beautiful.
+ That cabing carries a lot of memories for as long as I can remember, happy memories from when we were younger and played with our summer friends there, of games of cards, barbeques, from when grandma was still alive, of relatives coming over to visit and friends, of parties and a lot of other stuff.
But also those of hard times, of nightmares, going to the outdoors toilet in the middle of the night as a kid when being afraid of the dark, of heartaches, of envy of others having things you didn't, the fact that grandma passed and wouldn't be there anymore.
This is of course only some of the things that went on at that place and even if it will be gone the memories of that place will stay with me for the rest of my life, as in a way that place was a safe place for me. A place where I could sit and watch the ocean, catch crabs, fish, play with story ideas without interuptions, even if some interuptions are very welcome.
It is the perfect place to relax and just do whatever you wanna do until it's time to go home. It's the place of no worry, a place of fun and some sorrows, it's a place where time stands still.
I just thought I make this note in memory to the place that has meant a lot to me over the years, a place close to my heard and that will never be forgotten :o)