needless to say this summer all started when my parents were out of town for a week. me being freshly out of highschool meant they could travel the country and leave me at home to care for the house. they promised a house full of groceries so i could survive the week, the day they leave i opened the fridge and was left with 2 condiments and 7 packs of ramen. so i did what any hungry man would do. invite everyone he knew for a house party/bbq. it went over well i ate for a few days off of what was brought. along with a few people decided to stay the entire week after the party.....
fuck i miss that summer...those friends....that time.....care free...nothing to lose....those were my salad days....those were the memories i hold on to forever. the friends that even when they have moved states away or even right up the street it will never be as close as we were then. we all grew our seperate ways. new friends new times. its ritualistic in life i think to have this cycle of friends that at some point they all grow out of that part of there life and move on. and the wheel falls off...a few stick around but so many leave.
to answer the question that was asked....no we could never take on the world, but we sure as hell tried our hardest to. all we did was dent it with our destruction. quickly erased, vanished, moved on....its now as if the world never even recognized the mischief and destruction we actually did.....no one else will ever no....but us few....we will never forget..

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