I'm Just Thinking Too Fast-- Much Too

When I Did A Study Of All The Coming-of-age Movies That Meant A Lot To Me, Whether It Was 'the Graduate' Or 'rebel Without A Cause' Or 'dead Poet's Society,' They All Had That Timeless Feel. None Of Them Were Completely Married To The Details Of Their Age. They Felt Timeless In Their Treatment Of It. That's What Made Them Resonate With Me.

I Walk Around The School Hallways And Look At The People. I Look At The Teachers And Wonder Why They're Here. If They Like Their Jobs. Or Us. And I Wonder How Smart They Were When They Were Fifteen. Not In A Mean Way. In A Curious Way. It's Like Looking At All The Students And Wondering Who's Had Their Heart Broken That Day, And How They Are Able To Cope With Having Three Quizzes And A Book Report Due On Top Of That. Or Wondering Who Did The Heart Breaking. And Wondering Why.

I Love My Mom. And This Time, I Told Her I Loved Her. And She Told Me She Loved Me, Too. And Things Were Okay For A Little While.

Everyone Is Special In Their Own Way.

On That Piece Of White Paper, Sam Wrote, "write About Me Sometime." And I Typed Something Back To Her, Standing Right There In Her Bedroom. I Just Typed. "i Will.