Well, I'm going to get food, I know that.
But then after that, I don't know what is going to happen next.
I am about to leave Ithaca, and the changes are happening to this city. They put in an Urban Outfitters?! Squeeze me? Pardon? Really? Wowza. Not to mention the new buildings on the the Ithaca campus. I really enjoy the absolute mish-mash of buildings they have there; some concrete, some brick, some glass, some trailer, and now two spaceships. Pretty L.E.E.D. certified spaceships.
Even though this blog thing never really has taken off, and I'm not sure where it is going, I'm glad that you have decided to stumble upon this and keep up to this point.
My birthday was a few days ago, and all turning 24 means is that you are certifiably in your mid twenties. 23 had some gray area to it, but 24 is not a joker. Oh hell no. I wonder how confused I will be when I turn 27.
In these travels though, all being rich in local and shared experience, I do burn the fossil fuels to see those of whom I care deeply. The people very much shape the expereince, I am glad that I was able to see many. There are some of who I was not able to see this break, much like my friend Leslie, whom I have not seen or heard from in over 9 years. Amazing the power of that other online demon facebook. I did happen to see a lot of people on this trip, and some of which I really didn't expect to see.
But now I am goign to embark on a 8 day journey of I don't know and with no one in sight, though there will be many in mind. Having that time to one self to just go and get lost is damn near necessary, especially when it comes to preserving the relationships that we have. It allows us to better acquaint us with ourselves, which can then further develop how we interact with others. I hope that you do give time to be by yourself, since all others can benefit with you knowing exactly who you are.
Did that sound like something hallmark would write? I hope not. Screw hallmark.
I like roulette, but only when Mark Hejduk is by my side. Red, even, black, etc. Though I still think that Foxwoods casino is still a terrible place (where I started my birthday). It was really sad to see severely obese people sitting at a slot machine at 1:45 a.m. just pumping money into it. How do we as humans get to a point like that, not to mention allow something like that to happen? Free will can be a bitch sometimes.
Aight, this has been nonsensical, much like this summer. The will to survive by consuming food is starting to take precedence over writing, so until where ever the hell I end up, just hope ole' Leon can make it through.
Oh yeah, and watch out for this guy!!