I thought that I might start writing again. About my brain and things. About how I want to become some great person. Because in all of our minds we have this image of how it's supposed to be and the only way to get there is to "work hard."
I put the words "hard work" into quotations for a reason because everyone has their own definition and no one really has the same one. Was that a redundant sentence?
Guys, I really want to go into space. Like more than anything in the world. Well, maybe not, but it's dang close. I want to put my footprint in the moon. More like Mars but the moon works too. I just want to be someone.
To be more specific, I want to be this guy :
He is my hero. That would be Sir Edwin Eugene "Buzz" Alrdin Jr. I love that guy. He's so cool. I like him more that Neil Armstrong I think. If Neil is Mario, then Buzz is like his Luigi. Right? It makes sense to me.
Guys, one day I went and laid in a field and looked in the sky. I fell asleep and I had no idea what I dreamed about. All I know is that when I woke up, I rolled over and saw my very good friend, Miranda Grigg, After I got her attention, I proceeded to whine to her about how I don't think I could ever be an astronaut. I didn't believe in myself, or, anyone else for that matter. I guess you could call this my "hour of darkness." It's more just like me being the typical teenager. I'm a loser.
While I was talking to Miranda, to my surprise, my other good friend Tyler Romney showed up. I cannot remember whether or not I told him to come, but he did.
I sometimes will get really interested in something and I will learn all I can about it in like three hours and then I think "this is stupid" and I go to sleep and remember none of it. But this didn't happen with astronomy. I feel like my love for this subject came on as a crescendo. But one that had the big hit at the beginning of it you know? Like this: OH.....o.o.o..ooooOOHOHOHOH
That is my best attempt at portraying that musical format? I don't even know what to call it.
Anyway, that is my babble for the next little while.
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it.
Stay fly.

I like the way you write, Russell. Follow your dreams! Life is cooler that way.
ReplyDeleteps, I think the term you're looking for is fortepiano. ;)
Thank you Sammie. I could not find the name of the dynamic for the life of me.
DeleteVery, VERY, well written. You talk about that day in the park fairly often, it must have been a big turning point. I remember Miranda wrote on your shoes that day: "This shoe will one day go to the moon."
ReplyDeleteTyler, thanks for the support. I love you.
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