I read somewhere that people actually bequeath blogs to their children so that they can understand the life they went through. So this is it. My definitive biography. Someday, some kid will find this URL in my thumbdrive, and look up to me with innocent eyes, shining in curiosity and ask "Grandpa, what is this?" And I will smile proudly, nostalgia overwhelming me, "This is the story of me, of my life. These were the days of our lives." I think of my 403 friends. I think of our school. I think of 505, and the identity we're forging. I think of my teachers, of Ms Sie, who changed my views, my life. I think of the fun we've had. I think of the fun we're going to have. I think of the people who matter to me. When my life flashes before my eyes, these will be the things I see.
These are the days of our lives.
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ReplyDeleteIf I looked back on my blog I'd die early trying to interpret the garbage I know call poetry.
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