a lack of color.
this is fact not fiction.Archive for October 11, 2008
I don’t need a smile, from a mannequin.
october 10: I spent the day with one of my best friends in the entire world: Chris Walonski. Chris is currently attending the University of South Carolina, studying as an english/art major. He has never showed me anything other than love. I have always had a strong relationship with him as he and I have always had a lot in common with eachother. He has never once let me down, and has always been there to lend a hand, and an ear. He has given me some of the best advice, and some of the most beautiful insights on life. We just understand eachother, and it is one of the most beautiful things. For this, I love you Christopher Walonski, and I will always be here for you no matter what the weather brings.
Chris and I are both incredibly homesick, and we are missing the morals and values that the people don’t have back at college, so it was nice to spend some time in Old Saybrook together. We started the afternoon off with a drive to fill out an absentee ballot, to vote Obama 08! Then, we decided to go to one of our favorite places: Paperback Cafe. I must have spent most of time there, a long with most of the remains of my wallet. It is one of those places that I find comfort in. It is a piece of home that I don’t have in Keene. We, along with others have laughed at stupid jokes in the chairs outside of Paperback. We have talked about intelligent things, and I know that on some occasions, I have atleast cried a few times too. We sat in the autumn sunshine, and things couldn’t have been better. Chelsea came later, and we talked with her, urging her to hold on to her childhood, and appreciation and love for the town that we had to grow away from. Later, we went and tried suprising Chad, and Shaun at the trainstation. They were coming in from New Haven, but we were a little too later. Chad called us, and we met him and Shaun at the Temple’s. By the way, Shaun grew a beard, and Chad can twist his mustache like Salvador Dali. Anyway, Mrs. Temple took me upstairs, and showed me the room that she wants me to live in. She is a doll, and I love her. We hung out for a little bit, and then separated and left to get food. We dropped by Dharma Jewels, and it was seriously a complete time-warp.. really nice. We then met back up with Chad and Shaun and drove to the Old Saybrook Town Beach. They jammed out; Shaun and Chris on keyboard, and Chadeth on his guitar. You have to love them. The sunset was to die for tonight too. With the combination of my friend’s tunes, the smell of the ocean, and the colors in the sky, it made me realize that Old Saybrook is the place in which I am meant to be. It is driving me farther away from Keene, but I think it is supposed to be that way. We spent the night talking, jumping over sand, smiling, and playing hackysack and badmitten with our feet, hands, and a yellow birdie. Chris drove me home later, and we talked about everything on our minds; the spaces that we feel between home, and our colleges, about life, friendship. It was a nice change. I don’t think that I have felt this happy in a long time.