Dear world...
I must warn you that I have every intension of rambling on in this blog entry. I have no reaosn not to. I sit here at 12:30 in the morning, in my room. A room I will be in for only a few more days, then is will be back to home. A world where I will get a job, and work the summer away. I have 2 exams left, and as I sit here I can already feel the comming doom. If I fail any of my coarses it of coarse will be my own fault, but I will not just be letting down my self but my parents as well. They did pay for my first year of University, and gave me a lot of money for projects. If I failed for one reaosn or another, I will have wasted everything they gave me over the past 7 months. To error is human. And against all test that is what I am. This year I have bought alot of yugioh cards, and as I think back now I ask myself was it worth it? I paly my brother about 4 times a week, and about every 6 months I play some other people. In the end it is a game that will die off. I would like to one day when I am older and have kids call up Nate, who I hope would be living near by, and ask him to get out that old box with his cards in them. I kids wouldnt understnad what we were doing. But we would. We could laugh. Heh. Nate living next to me. Such is my prefect world. Perhaps that is what I will ramble on about now. Yes I think I shall...
So a perfect world? By this time I am 35. I live in a decent sized house on a court. This area is on the edge of town, not in the crowded center. I live with the love of my life Caley, who would be dressed each moring in her suit off to the Law firm which she is part of. I say goodbye to my children as they catch the bus. My two boys and little girl, as they run out the front door on a warm spring day. Seeing them makes me wonder if this how my father felt when he watch us grow up. I sit at the kitchen table and drink my tea, I never had a taste for coffee. I kiss Caley good bye and she heads off to work. I am the head of my own architectual firm, and always had a bad habit as someone said in class of "showing up fashionably late". I walked out the front door and looked around the coart at the houses. I knew who lived in each one of them. For we were such close friends. I hear the door open next door to see Nathan, age 34, walk out with his son and daughter on his way to drive them to school. They missed the bus again. I smile and say hello. Nate is the producer of some very popular tv series. Across the street Jenn goes to her car with her latest fashion design. He Daughter made it to the bus on time. and Jenn waves and says "Hey Jon" as she drives by. Adam of coarse also lives on this court. But his two daughter and son go to school with their mom, who is a teacher at the school. Jakki who is advertising stubmles out to her car followed by her four children. Her husband kisses her good bye as she drives off to her job. I walk back in the house and put on my jacket and get in my own car. I phone over to the firm and tell them I will be a little later than usual. I drive over to my parents house and say hello, and stop in for a visit. As I drive away I look into the clear blue sky and think of how wonderful life is. Our lives have become busy, and there is no longer time to sit around and type on blogs. But it is a wonderful life.
I cant wait for it. There will be struggles...hard times, but in the end everything works out the way it should.
I cant wait.
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