another kind of me

thursday, may 28, 1998, 02:28 Date: Wed, 27 May 1998 23:16:05 -0400 (EDT) From: Laura To: jcn Subject: you know... I've been reading your journal occasionally for almost a year. I remember reading something you wrote about being halfway through or two years done or whatever, and then just now about being three fourths of the way through. Wow. A year. That's a long time. Mmm prophetic. [...] I've been thinking back, all night, about high school. about the past. driving around with mike. hanging out with beth. thinking back to that one night when i asked beth to the prom. i was a junior, she a freshman. she told me that she couldn't go. i, while slightly disappointed, was more relieved than anything else. junior prom. that was four years ago. a long time ago. a lot has happened between then and now. sitting on the field watching my sister's lacrosse game, thinking back to my time at that school, remembering running around those very fields my sophomore year. that was over five years ago. i looked up at the clouds over the game, at the sky, and realized just how big this world really is. and realized that starting this year, and for the rest of my life, this is really no longer my home. in five days i'll be going back up to school. in five days i'll be moving into my apartment. granted, most of my stuff is still here. the stuff that i grew up with. my coke can collection. my rock collection. my keychain collection. (i collected a lot of stuff) my apple //gs, still running. but my life is with me now at school. away from this town. away from my life here. and only one more year and i'm done. and then it's away from that life. and i'm only now getting settled in. oh well. up one | mail | sun | mon | tue