So long, and farewell worthy traveler.
And so it is with a heavy heart that I close the chapter of my life upon which I have been writing for about four years. The next chapter, however, will be the most dramatic change thus far. Not to mention that the outcome will be the most influential on my future of which no other event could match if multiplied ten fold.
It seems as if my life is ending. I have lived a life with minor changes that always hold a foundation upon which I could rest on were I to lose my way during life. I could always call home and ask my parents a favor. That luxury will not aid me now because the fact remains that I will now be on the other side of the state. I am now on the death bed of my early life. And I cry out, "I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" But as always, there is that thought that after death you are sent to a "much better place". So tomorrow, my life will start a new as I pull into the parking lot of my new base of operations, Kellum Hall at Florida State University. This is, supposedly, the better place in which I will live on my own for the next four years...Not including the solace provided by those miniscule holidays that pull me out of the reality of my new life and send me racing through the memories of my past. I'll see my family once again but not through the same eyes that I saw them with when my domicile was located within their house. It will be through more alien eyes which they too may notice the evolution which might take place. It is this very thought that scares the bejeezus out of me. To know that I will never have what I have grown accustomed to.
Nobody wants to die, but everybody wants to see what heaven is like.
See you later, Space Cowboy.
Ricardo
It seems as if my life is ending. I have lived a life with minor changes that always hold a foundation upon which I could rest on were I to lose my way during life. I could always call home and ask my parents a favor. That luxury will not aid me now because the fact remains that I will now be on the other side of the state. I am now on the death bed of my early life. And I cry out, "I DON'T WANT TO DIE!" But as always, there is that thought that after death you are sent to a "much better place". So tomorrow, my life will start a new as I pull into the parking lot of my new base of operations, Kellum Hall at Florida State University. This is, supposedly, the better place in which I will live on my own for the next four years...Not including the solace provided by those miniscule holidays that pull me out of the reality of my new life and send me racing through the memories of my past. I'll see my family once again but not through the same eyes that I saw them with when my domicile was located within their house. It will be through more alien eyes which they too may notice the evolution which might take place. It is this very thought that scares the bejeezus out of me. To know that I will never have what I have grown accustomed to.
Nobody wants to die, but everybody wants to see what heaven is like.
See you later, Space Cowboy.
Ricardo