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Just finished dinner at Red Lobster with some friends. Driving back, the warm breeze blowing my hair, listening to Holiday in Spain (courtesy of cynosure), it hit me how happy I am.

I have great friends that I love dearly. Mikey and Karlee are getting ready to leave me, but they'll still be a part of my life. kmaust and I are already making plans for stuff in the fall. I'm surrounded by such love, and I don't often take a moment to let it touch me.

I have a job that is more than just a paycheck. It may not pay much, but I feel like I'm making a difference. I'm going to change the crisis center, or die trying. quelita has moved on, but her spirit remains. Carol mentioned to me today about doing an internship in Foster Care. Perfect. And they fixed the cable today, so I can watch CMT again, who needs anything else?

I feel whole for the first time in a while, my inside matching my outer expression. I'm building a life for myself, not just reacting to outside influence. Am I actually becoming an adult?

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cynosure
Jul. 17th, 2002 08:09 pm (UTC)
Hey Stewart! I totally forgot to post the track list to the CD I gave You....unfortunately its on my other computer right now. But I am taking that computer to K-Zoo tomorrow to let rachel borrow so she can get online reliably. That being said, sometime tomorrow night I should be able to post it for you :)

FYI - Wild Irish rose is by The Push Stars :)

and since you enjoy "Holiday In Spain" :

Got no place to go
but there's a girl waiting for me down in Mexico
She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin
And if I bring a little music I can fit right in
We've got airplane rides
We got California drowning out the window side
We've got big black cars
And we've got stories how we slept with all the movie stars
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drink my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new
Hop on my choo-choo
I'll be your engine driver in a bunny suit
If you dress me up in pink and white
We may be just a little fuzzy 'bout it later tonight
She's my angel
She's a little better than the one that used to be with me
Cause she liked to scream at me
Man, it's a miracle that she's not living up in a tree
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little girl insane
And fly away to someone new
Everybody's gone
They left the television screaming that the radio's on
Someone stole my shoes
But there's a couple of bananas and a bottle of booze
Oh, well happy new year's baby
We could probably fix it if we clean it up all day
Or we could simply pack our bags
And catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag
I may take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Flush my worries down the drain
And fly away to somewhere new
Take a holiday in Spain
Leave my wings behind me
Drive this little girl insane
Fly away to someone new
mister_biv
Jul. 18th, 2002 05:08 pm (UTC)
Naah... I don't think so.

Being an adult, by definition, begins when life ceases to be fun. For your sake, I hope you never become an adult.
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