Apr 21, 2012 19:44
I'm preparing to travel through time
I leave behind me a rationally confusing world
And it's place I am prepared to accept a mystery box and a handful of magical beans
I'd be more confident if I had a key to the box or knew how to garden
I'm excitably frightened to learn that everything I've learned so far might not be enough
Typically terrified of change I've never tempted fate in the ways I'm about to
I'm eager to meet the actors that will be cast in the role of my friends
Because I know there are a thousand friends I've yet to meet
And if someone doesn't start casting soon we might not do this show justice
I'm reminded every day of the people I've shared my life with
And I do everything I can to pay respect for how they've made me who I am
So much emotion has passed though me this last while
Emotion and alcohol
It's been a screening of all the highlights and lowlights
The fist fights and lip bites.
The oh, my, gods of hilarity, humiliation, pain and self realization
I want to pack everything up with a tidy little bow and bring it with me
And struggle with the understanding that if I did I wouldn't really be leaving
I let big thoughts wash over me
Thoughts of big buildings, with big people, with big ideas and try not to feel small beside it all
My body has been taxed, my emotions levied, and my friends regulated
But my ambitions are still rich
Well, not affluent, but they could at least afford vacation property
So with more thoughts in my head than I know how to possess
I'm ready to eat some magic beans, think outside a box I can't open and step into my 747 shaped DeLorean
Bon voyage