I just want to say that I am free. This has been a hecka tough three weeks. I mean hecka tough. Many sleep-little nights. Some due to my own distractions, i.e instant messenger, but they (the converstations) were all worth it, I’d say. I do want to say that I really enjoy talking to people. Especially cool ones. So if you think you are cool, come find me and we’ll talk. I enjoy guy friends that are just that; friends. Even though boys can be so weird and say the most random things slash questions in the world, I still rather enjoy their company. I like guy friends even more when they are so thoughtful to buy me a book of quotes for no reason at all except for the fact that I love quotes. Thanks for taking the time to get to know me. Now i will tell a story because I have been told that this is what I do best. The story really happened when I went home about three weeks ago. The names have not been changed.
The Skating Rink
I see many kids going in circles. They look so familiar. “Are you Heidi’s brother?” I say to one. “Yes, do you know her?” His inquiring eyes looking up at me. “I went to school with her. We graduated together.” I say to him as my mind wonders back to high school memories. “So you must be about 21 years old. What in the hell are you doing here?” Oh snap, back to reality. I am 21 years old and taking my brother and sister skating. I drive 12 hours to go skating. Not really. It is so much more than that. The skating rink represents so much of my childhood. I met my first love there. I had fights with enemies and even friends at the skating rink. The skating rink represents many bruises, tears, heartaches, boyfriends and friends. Now I come back and so do the memories. I see those tiny black girls moving their body to the music in ways I couldn’t even do in my dreams. Some songs you can’t dance to with your skated on. So they take them off. Tootsie Roll, The train, 1,2,3,4, Sumpin’ new. Those songs made us take off our skates. “Let me see you one two step”, she sings as I too take off my skates to join the soul sisters and my little sister as well. These are the moments …the moments that capture my heart.
“In real love you want the other person’s good. In romantic love you want the other person” Margaret Anderson