Hum so I haven't done this in a while. Does anyone still read this or have you all moved over to myspace? I guess we'll see if anyone comments. I live in Tempe, AZ now. And life is... confusing. Its been quite a trip. I think I've experienced more in the past two months than most do on there first year of living on there own. Or at least I hope so because it hasn't been plentiful. And I guess out of all of the crap thats went down most of all I miss my friends. You think your ready to get away, leave it all behind. But after doing it, you'll want it back. Christmas will be good. Just to go home, celebrate the birth of Christ. I've had enough with the gifts and greedy innuendo. I want friends and family. I want a place I call home. That place I know I can go, weather I've killed someone or robbed a bank and still be called a friend. A place I know. Hopefully you all have that place too. And if not I open mine to you.
I meet a girl. Her names Laura and she's awesome. She keeps me up when I'm down. I never have to take the stairs. We have good times, going to Cali, climbing mountains, watching movies, and hanging out in general. If it wasn't for her I'm sure I'd probably be a miserable person about now. The fact that shes able to brighten my day is wonderful. I couldn't have asked God for a better person to be in my life. I'm truly blessed. I am going to hate to leave her for Christmas, and it makes me sick thinking about it. But what doesn't kill us only makes us stronger. A wise man once told me that. The wise man being my father. He is greatly missed too.
Most of all I miss Dylan. Its creeping up one a year and the memories are still fresh. It seems like yesterday he was spitting on Stubbs at St. Charles and we were stealing pizza from the Short Stop. There hasn't been a day that I haven't thought about him, and most of those days I fight back tears doing so. I used to go to the cemetery every Sunday and see him. Talk to him tell him how things were going. And moving out here I haven't been able to and that in itself has been pretty hard. I never imagined how helpful talking to a wall actually was. Now I'm only left with a picture.
Words don't amount up to anything. The don't describe the pain in a day or the feeling in within. Words are simple jesters that try to provide some insight. And maybe thats enough, because if you were me you wouldn't be you. And you is what I need. To my friends, I love you more with each day. Thank you for being there when I need you. I'll be there when you need me. Even if I'm no where around, I'll find you. Just call on me. You know how. | 