So...I went to a parade with my family last night. All of the high school marching bands were there exhibiting their talents. I am sorry to say that their talents weren't that extraordinary this year. It's pretty sad when the super wealthy high school gets their ass kicked by the tiny town of 500, who have 20 people in their entire marching band and all 20 of them are also the basketball team, 4H, the ASB leadership, and have to help their parents plant crops. Those things don't leave a lot of time for marching band practice, and/or learning ones notes.
Even so, there is something about marching band that fills me up with happy thoughts. Undoubtedly this is because of my own high school memories of colorguard, football games, and band trips.
I love the way the drums echo off of the buildings downtown.
Somewhere inside of me I feel 17 again...if only for a few moments. I know that a great number of other people hated high school and everything about it, but for me that time was so much less complicated. Sure, it had its issues, but in the great scheme of things it was not so bad.
If everything balances out, then during the past few years I have definitely paid the price for having enjoyed high school so much. :p haha.
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We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection. ~Anais Nin
"Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in sightblinders eye on the last day.."
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Glad to hear from you - sorry it took me, like, a week to actually read the post (although I left it unread in my google reader so I could read it when I had time to focus). Life. Is. Crazy. It's gonna slow down this next week, though (I keep saying that).
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