I’m Back
August 28th, 2003 at 12:00 amI really love this site. Unless you own a website, or even just a blog, you won’t quite understand. I know I can’t code worth a shit. I know my skills in the graphics department suck ass. And I also know that my writing may not be the most interesting thing in the world to read. But I love doing it. This site is like my child. It’s not just something that I can easily walk away from. You have no clue how many times I just wanted to hop on my computer and start typing away. But I’m glad I restrained myself. I had to prove to myself that I was still in control of my life, that I still could do what I actually wanted to do.
I underwent some major changes this summer in my life. One of the biggest was saying goodbye to Spartanburg, the town that I loved to hate. With all the time that I spent away from it, it made me realize where home really is. I love being there mainly for the comfort associated with it, nothing more. After being in Virginia and California, I can safely say that I can’t wait to graduate so that I can finally leave South Carolina. Maybe not for good – hell, maybe I’ll end back up in Spartanburg. But I need to get out of here for a while. A good friend said that it’s almost like people are running from the problem and that’s true. But most of us don’t see it that way. We see it as running to where we actually feel wanted and welcome. Liberals can’t thrive in South Carolina. It’s just not possible without fighting for it everyday. And I don’t feel like fighting that battle any longer.
Another was grappling with the fact that I had to accept the fate of my parents’ relationship. For the past few years it’s been something that I never really thought would affect me since I was out and on my own. Whatever happened between them was their problem and fate and I would just accept whatever happened and move on. But it was a little harder then I thought. I think it finally hit the day after my family moved to Virginia and my dad and I were left to finish cleaning out the house that I had grew up in and I had to leave – never to return. When I woke up the next morning at my friends, I just thought to myself, “Ok, I’m ready to go home.” Then I remembered I didn’t have a home. I drove by my old house a few times this summer and saw the new people living there. I just wanted to scream to them to get the hell out of my house.
Tommy and I had a running joke that we always laughed at when we were out shopping or something. Whenever we would see some fake family in a picture frame or an actual family walking around, we would just laugh and say “Now, THAT’S what a happy family looks like…” This summer that joke lost it’s humor though.
The only good thing that I could draw from my parents’ divorce what that it finally silenced those people whom I grew up with that were still under the false assumption that I had a perfect family. It always appeared to people on the outside that since we appeared to have a good supply of money, a nice home, good cars, and my parents never fought publicly that my house was perfect. I always hated that; hell, I still do. But at least now I don’t have to hear people tell me how much they wished their family was like mine. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family. But I was sick and tired of people thinking we were some perfect family that never experienced anything negative.
I worked another job in which I was reminded why I am going to college and why I don’t want to work for the rest of my life in a boring and unchallenging job. If I can’t use my mind wherever I am working, I know I won’t be happy. Trust me, catering to a bunch of vacationers for the rest of my life would send me to an early grave. I applied for a few internships for next year and hopefully I’ll get one of those, which will help give me a better idea of what I want to do after I graduate. I swear, as the days pass by, it’s looking like my best only choices will be law school or teaching, neither of which I really want to do.
Another major adjustment was learning how to be single again. During the past few years, I never really wondered how I would go about being single because I never thought I would have to worry about that again. But this summer, I was forced to face that realization again and along with it came the floods of uncertain questions, none of which were fun to confront. What is one of the biggest things I hate about being single you may ask? Sleeping alone in a big bed. It sucks! But then again sleeping with somebody in a small bed is no picnic itself, so I guess it’s twofold. But still, being single again was a whole new ballgame. It just felt weird.
BUT, despite any and all of the negative things that happened this summer, there was one thing that made me certain everything happens for a reason. There was one thing that made me ultimately smile in the end and realize that the events that led to this summer were a blessing in disguise. Easily, the best part of my summer without any possible doubt, was the time I spend bonding and growing closer with my brother Clay. It was ungodly hard seeing him leave to live in Virginia. I’ll miss seeing his grinning face every day as I walk in the door and I’ll miss hanging out with him at night. I’m heading up there next weekend to take him to a Mariners game in Baltimore – this is serious stuff folks. When an older brother takes a younger brother to a Mariners game, you know there’s a serious bond there. But after next weekend, I have no idea when I am going to see him next, which sucks ass. But, like I said, this summer was well spent with him. I couldn’t have asked for anything more.
But alas, here I am now. Ultimately, not that much different from where I started, save for a few new memories and a few different outlooks on life. I’ll being posting full time again now, which means every day if possible, just like always. I’ve got a few new sections going up within a week or so, one of which will be titled “Supporting Cast” and will pretty much give a short bio of all the people I talk about in my blog every now and then. For the most part, things are pretty good right now. My Boys have fallen out of first place and in a free fall, so this season is all but done for. Hey, I knew it would happen back in May, so honestly I can’t say that I’m surprised. BUT, I’m still going ot take my bro Clay to see them next weekend up in Baltimore. But I guess I should save that for another post… =)
God it feels good to be back.
