Shoooooooooot. Let's give this a go.
I jump a first class flight and rendezvous with Aley in Pennsylvania for three days of immense enjoyment. Christmas air, bus rides, New York city streets, Van Gogh and even a little Steven Spielberg. Not to mention ice skating in the midst of sky-scrapers. Head home and attend to the funeral of the best of Grandfathers coming four months to the day from his beloved wife. It was hard and long and fitting in the end. An inspiring family dirge. Save up and fly out for a first time trip to another nation. Germany in late winter and many new experiences. Castles, beer, and danke schons. But the most exhilarating of all, Olympic runs down Alpine slopes. Get food poisoning, ask a father for a hand in marriage, and fly home, all in a days work. Sulk and simmer through the end of the semester and snatch a buddy pass for Hawaiian shores. Return to the family of my youth in a humor that is extremely new and foreboding. Drop a couple grand on a stone before realizing i am going nuts and call the whole deal off. 500 magnets in the trash. Savor what i can of the final unification of KLANZzz and decide that film in Denver is still where my heart lies. After some amazing late nights over too many cups of coffee and a few other outstanding and heart healing conversations fly home to say good bye to the family for the last time. Drive a disastrous drive with my mother to Colorado and a small studio i can call my own. Hit the 21 mark with a Father and a legalized tour. Say the last hard good bye and swing in to the first year at a real University. Film finally realized. A new church, new friends, new co-workers, and a lovely new city that i never imagined could make me feel so at home. 4 months later and i am settled. Music and any misgivings gone. Thanksgiving and Christmas wishes spent with the family, but back to the mile-high-city for a new year and great hopes for the double digit millennium.
Damn.
3 comments:
This is my third time reading this and just understood what you meant about "500 magnets."
One day, as they say, we'll all laugh about this. I wonder how true that statement is. I wonder if that's how the Jews comforted each other in Auschwitz. Although this is a totally different context, and there is no dictator - well, maybe two. And maybe Hitler thought he was doing something genuinely good (I guess we know what side of utility he was on). And maybe we'll all laugh about this one day.
It is interesting to see the progression of your relationship with Aley in retrospect. I wonder what I would think if I hadn't known her in the capacity that I do, and vice versa. Would you trade it in? Would you sell it on Craigslist? Has this experience carved you out? Maybe more than anyone would like to admit.
I think that more often than not, it is for the better. I think I believe in true love. I want to hope for passion and synergy. I dream of uncompromising compatibility. I pray that for you, and I, and everyone we know. Maybe God wants it like that too, or maybe these are just fleeting contemplations.
So I checked out that Matchstick Productions website and wow, it looks exciting! That would be so good if you got to work for them! I wonder if you have heard anything from them by now. Anyway, keep my informed!
Thank you for your comment. For some reason it really encouraged me in many ways. I've read it over and over, and what's funny is that I don't think that you really compliment me in it, (which is maybe a part of it) however, I feel very affirmed by what was written.
Let's change the world,
lan
Shesh! I cannot believe I have yet to write anything in response to this. Okay. We were both confused about that magnet thing. But actually I think magnet is a really cool synonym for money. We should start saying that. Hey Kevin I just dropped 300 magnets on textbooks. Everyone will think we are cool.
This year has certainly been a gigantic whirlwind. No one would have figured this outcome. But better places come out of all this.
And we always stay.
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