Postcards From Far Away

"A weekend is nothing, a weekend can't do much, but it can sure as hell change your life."

There is a reason there are two titles to this post. First off most, if not all, of the titles to my blog are song titles that go with the blog topic, and two because this blog post is about something that commands more than what I can offer. This past weekend was one that can not be described with words, it is something that legends are made of. Yeah I say this a lot and I may be overreacting, but to be honest it did change my life. How is it that my life which seemed so plain and average, can be uprooted and rearranged before my eyes, let alone in a span of 96 hours.

What happened that did this to me you may ask? Well if you follow my blog than you know I was at JACC which we totally annihilated the competition, and while there I got a glimpse of some things that I wanted and knew I must have. Though, to be honest, at the moment I didn't recognize what was happening.

I slept in a king sized bed, shared a room with three other guys, and ate very unhealthy. I woke each morning not knowing what I was going to do, but managed to stay entertained. I laughed, cried, cheered and argued, but was always in a haze of excitment. Yes I am a free man, but not as I once was. I tasted vicory, and even a little bit of what college life is supposed to be, and now I want more. I want to be away from home in a nice comfy bed, I want frieds who I live with and share good times and bad. I want to feel the unity I did, I want to wake each morning not worrying about who's going to judge me.

JACC was something that will not, and cannot be forgotten. Though the people may change, and I promise they will, I won't let the memories of what we accomplished die. Ha, I sound like some weird person who cannot let things go, and you know what, I can't.

Happy Thoughts...