The Journey Is More Important Than The Beginning Or The End.

The summer of 2003
Listening to: The rain.

The end of my junior year, started the summer of adventures. Jared and I had just reinstated our friendship, I bounced around from girl to girl in search of happiness, adventure, and meaning. Brittney and I went through our ordeal, as well as did Vanessa and I. I was a heartbreaker now that I look back on it. Many a time, I would be breaking some girls heart unintentionally.

I had some good times though. That was the summer my brother and I became good friends. Jared, Joey and I, we were a team. Mom's protecters from Justin's alchoholic rages. Cruisin around that summer in the shaggin wagon, Jared's blue station wagon. All three of us worked at McDonalds that summer as well. After work, baggin like 4 bags of food and cruisin over to Brad's pad to chill, play videogames, jump in the lake at 3 am, and surf the net (Medal of Honor battle sessions).

We were like the vigilantes of Shelby. Causing trouble, and adored by the cops. This was also the summer I was fighting with Charity's heartbreak. But amidst all the adventure, I found my happiness, which was with my friends, having nothing but a good time. That summer I drank once I believe. I wasn't big into getting drunk, mainly because at the age of 18, it was hard trying to get some. Getting laid, well it wasn't on my things to do list. Fooling around was.

That summer I picked up the guitar and started learning to play a few simple things. Just in time for guitar class.

To top the summer of adventure off, I met her. The woman of my dreams, problems, pain, happiness. The woman of mine for everything. Molly. A whole new adventure on it's own.

The one thing I remember the most though about that summer, is when Jared, Joey and I would be playing videogames in my room. Middle of the night. Lights dimmed, warm breeze shooting through my window, storm blowing in around Shelby's area, and us going "Let's go to the gas station!" We would hop into big blue, the shaggin waggon lackin much love, cruise to Nessa's, grab her and Jessie, and then go get munchies.

Tonight, I sat in my room. I was bored. My computer is lacking the ability to work right, and I was lonely. I remembered Vanessa left a voicemail so I checked it out and she was just calling to see what I was up to. While sitting at my computer, that feeling... that ambition came back. I had the munchies. I called Nessa up and said "I'm going to Wesco and you're gonna come with me." I picked her up and we drove over and I took forever in picking out what I wanted (Whitecastle burgers, Pizza Rolls, Reese's Ice Cream, Snickers and a Code Red). I then brought Nessa home and I fixed up her computer, cleaning it of the spyware and unused programs. We then chilled out on her deck for about 20 minutes, watching the heat lighting, and the stars (how u ask? the clouds were --around-- Shelby as usual). Her and I talked. SOmething her and I were always really good at. We can open up to each other and not feel weird about it. Even if her and I --DID-- have something at one point, we know that friends is all we need to be. My feelings since then are changed and I would protect her with my life. She means a lot to me. She is always there when I need to talk to someone. The nice thing is, when I need someone to talk to, she does as well. So each others problems make the other better in the end. She is one of my closest friends. (Kinda like your Eric, Molly).

She had to get going to bed though. She has to be up early in the morning. Tomorrow night we might hang out. I have to teach her how to draw hair on anime faces. She has everything else down pat. I am so proud of her ^_^. IF not tomorrow night, Wednesday afternoon cause I work third on Wednesday.

*sigh* Now it's storming. What a wonderful evening. The adventure is done, though it seems. My brother, no longer the adventurer. But more, a father. Me, in love and dedicated, getting ready to move out on my own. Live life my way. Working a full job, and Jared, off in other lands, fighting someone elses war, finding himself.

... (10 minute break)

I just went out and stood in the rain shirtless. Now that feels good. The lighting dancing around me, warm rain pooring onto me. I might go for a jog. The perfect thing.

Here is to the new adventures we might have. Everyone. Brad, Mike, Joey, Jared, Jessia, Vanessa, Molly. Life will always be different. Just don't regret what you do. If you will, don't do it. Simple advice for my friends.

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 2:08 AM