Clifton Hill, last visit to the falls before moving
Already, the past term seems like a dream. Those nights with Sae. Those nights with the coworkers at the bar. Those nights out with Lucia. I vaguely recall saying goodbye to the Brock University campus, walking slowly down the halls, running my hands against the walls. It may seem strange to some, why I would do this when it isn't my school. But the truth is, I've been there before. My church used to have retreats there, so when I was a little boy, I used to run around the campus. I fell in love for the first time with a girl during one of those retreats, and spent much time exploring the buildings with her. So, you see? The school had a special meaning to me. I did not expect to be back again, so many years down the road.
I'm grateful for everything that has happened this term. The goods, the bads, I take it all with gratitude. That's what it means to be alive right? I've been able to give the best of me, for a brief moment. I was able to experience that ease... when two compatible individuals meet and spend time together; and oh, that amazing feeling of knowing that the other person is thinking the exact same thing as you.
The year ended off with many kisses, many hugs, many secrets whispered in my ears, and snuggles. And the new year found me lying on the top of a mountain slope, looking up at the sky as the snowflakes fell down on me, the village all lit up below me.
2009. What a year.
I can't believe I'm turning 21 in a few days. God, I'm an old geezer.
Track - Backseat Goodbye - Technicolor Eyes
