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One crystal thought remains in my head after 25 years of being locked away in y memory. After finishing my shift as a waiter at the hotel, I walked over to the lake, sat under my usual tree to listen to the San Luis Obispo summer afternoon. I began writing this story about climbing this mountain, falling back every so often, but still climbing. It described a lot of struggle with each step, almost sweating as I wrote. I remember vividly not having an ending to the story. I folded it up and sent it to the first person I could think of at the time. It use to bother me about not finding an ending, until coming up with the following reason recently. I was a young lad going through architecture school, all the struggles stretched my faculties in every direction, however I remained intact to finish proudly. You see I couldn't have written an ending because I hadn't experienced many endings in my own life. How could I really understand the emotions of what it is like to finish something. Until I finished school. Until I finished paying off my debt. Until I finished a relationship. Until I lost a friend. Those have real emotions that I can dictate on what its like to have something end. But is it truly an ending to a story? Or do we choose how something ends either by denial or empirical fact?
One of these days I'll return to finishing that story. Like in life all good and bad things come to end, no matter who is involved in the story. We just hope we like the character we play in our screenplay of life.
And that's the way it is
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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