Saturday, November 21, 2009

Section Twelve

It was the night at the shelter that made me think about how little I think about what I am saying, or at least understand that maybe I dont even listen to myself as much as either people are listening to me. Stop and Think. It was the family dinner night that made me think about what kind of impact I am having on everyone, how much I effect all these kids I am working with. Think a Lot. It was the VD scare that made me so obsessed with boosting my immune system and becoming a crazy health nut that doesn't even drink coffee anymore, who woulda thunk. Manifest it.
You see, this I know. The Process is the Thing.
I also know, as I was telling Tovah, that someday I am going to look back on these days and think ONCE UPON A TIME I WAS GROSS AND HUNG OVER AND TWENTY
AND THEN I CHANGED MY LIFE.

I remember Tov and I, skipping fifth and sixth period,cruising around ArdenHills in that horrible green car with cloud that always hung in the front seat. Singing Jesus Walks real loud.
Last night we went to visit Champ Shack and the same sort of chorus in the same sort of drive, I was waving my hands in front of me and I got so excited.
The future is wide.
Go big.

1 comment:

toaster said...

w0000000000000000 to this