whatcha ona bout girl??

whatcha ona bout girl??
A retrospective on the inner workings of love, flying pancakes, mensa disasters, dandelion cookies, number bending, super salt, bubblegum oysters, chicken spit, crystal kidneys, guerilla carrots, polychromatic tofu, paraphysics, tender vigilanties, black sand, phillastine placebos, wood soup, buttered shuttlecocks, apostrophe training, fish whips, bleeding speed, plastic fantastic lobster telephones, venus drug rehab, clowns on fire, kiosks on a leash, marshmello overcoats, bottled light, fried blood, unbridled hyperthyroidism, folding wine, amygdula tickling, fainting in coils, hamburgers for the apocalypse, plastic memes, and conjugal fritters.....well...the love parts true

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Mastercard, church camp and a 30 year old debt

Bear with me…. Last weekend I took my daughter to the church camp that I went to as a kid. She got all fixed up because there was this boy there she wanted to see. Remembering my own camp experiences of youth and love I was happy to take her and reminisce myself. My initials carved on the bridge were still there. Structures of wood and rock and in the air the sounds of bugs. (Hence the picture taken where morning watch came all too early for a junior high student). All this is preface though…. I got a comment from an old camp girlfriend that put me right. I had dumped her in 9th grade for a friend of hers. Not cool. Not cool at all. I knew that wasn’t the right thing to do and there are a few things I wish I could change. At some point in time things come full circle. Dumper now…dumpee later…..take that Trey!
Its good to know when you do something wrong. Love is hard to find and harder to hold onto. If you treat it poorly it will die. Learning to fix what you break….....priceless.

1 comment:

Love, Evolution, and Resilience said...

Not sure where I left off, but this is good. Really good.