Grey Skies Bring Grey Rains
Spent a long needed weekend with my boyfriend and friends. some interesting things are always happening in Dallas/Denton.
Spent saturday night at a new little gallery close to downtown Dallas called ModShop. it was a neat little gallery with some awesome art!...then after some wine with some really good conversation. It was so different being in Denton all week, it really is a place that i would like to be, it just feels right already. I know that for a while I will finally be happy to be stuck in one place.
The trip was long but my friends Micayla and Kevin took me on the alternative route. Very good. so pretty (besides the lack of sun); when i got back to Lubbock i was so happy to see the sun for the first time in four days! its so hard to tell time without the sun. Micayla and Kevin are just like me, in that they love to travel and go on road trips. Planning one for the summer maybe after i graduate; Mick and I share the love of eating in the car; she told me when she was young she would pack her lunch and go eat it in the car in the drive way. this really made me laugh.
On a serious note, sunday I lost a friend from back home. I found out monday morning and the horrific details surrounding his death came throughout the day. As soon as i saw his facebook post i broke down into tears. Im really not sure why it made me cry so hard. He wasnt a BEST friend or family, just a friend i would see occasionally in Cypress, and if i was hanging out with the right friends. Maybe it was because he was a best friend of my best friend and i knew that it was going to upset him a lot, not to mention that he is "out of touch" serving in Afghanistan for the next several months. How long would it take for him to find out? Or maybe just the fact that he was my age, my age, really young and the circumstances could have been prevented so easily, he was so smart, smarter than most, with so much potential and so much promise....how could he die from something so unitelligent? i dont know but i know that for some reason its really haunting me. when i got back from Denton and got back to sleeping in a bed alone i couldnt, i could barely sleep the nights before with Irby and now it was way worse without him. I spent a lot of time tossing and had to eventually turn on my side lamp jsut to get some peace. And last night i had a dream that i saw my best friend David and i told him, and he told me he knew, his mom had told him over the phone and that he couldnt believe it happened, and happened while he was gone.
Michael's funeral is being held tomorrow in Spring, i really wish i could attend.
Its unfortunate, but when faced with death i know that it is important to remember the good and great things in life. Not only in the life of that person, but in your own life as well.
-Michael your life was taken too soon.
