Monday, July 19, 2004

second of two. . .i guess.

you know me.

or maybe you don't, i won't presume to tell you what to do, or what you do or don't do, whatever. but then if you do know me, i suspect you might have known that i lacked the level of restraint necessary to merely post a list without any commentary, which would be accurate; mostly because right now i'm posting commentary to my list from friday.

i'll try not to make it too long, mostly there were just a few things that i really just sorta felt like i wanted to revisit in a bit more detail. most of the stuff on there is the kinda stuff that will likely never be the same. i'm finished with wrestling, so i won't ever get my hand raised at the end of a match again, i'll likely get chances to reconnect with adam, but he's in a different place now, so am i, so those conversations will be markedly different i'm sure. i'm pretty far removed from wheaton and as such, college, so no more cafeteria breakfasts and i likely won't ever have the kind of schedule that will allow for leisurely conversations with profs. brad's moved outta that house, so we don't hang out in that garage anymore, though that side room is a pretty solid substitute. no more summer camps to south padre or to maypearl.

some stuff i'll really get to revisit. i suspect that i'll end up back in texas at some point, so driving down 1382 in cedar hill is a possibility then. walking out into a crisp and breezy october morning in dallas like when i stepped outdoors during my layover at D/FW last year, i'll probably get to do as well.

other stuff involves people pretty significantly, stuff that i get to revisit every so often, but not often enough, which is why i miss those things i guess. me and bone get to do cici's and pancho's once a year, if i visit lisa and she visits me, we get two chances for slurpees, whenever i make it home, i spend more time at my grandparents' than i do at home. i took a walk with katie last year, but around a lake in north carolina instead of all the streets named after presidents in wheaton, illinois, i sit with laura in church once, maybe twice a year, which ain't nearly enough, but me and her have talked about that.

*sigh*

feeling: slightly powerless
thinking of: something good
music: "we have forgotten" sixpence