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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

46 miles to west palm…


There’s something interesting about traveling across the state with 4 people you don’t really know in the back of a cargo van. I’m having a lot of time to think this trip. The best part is not a single person knows what is going on in my life. Its almost like I will be a different person these next 6 days, I wont have to worry about what their opinions or advice they have with the things going on in my life.

I’m listening to the new pearl jam album, and it is phenomenal by the way.

I like the scenery that’s to the side of I-95, it’s a pleasant change from the ever repetitive I-4. We just passed what looked like a marina but there was no water in sight, odd.

last tuesday was my best friend mikeys birthday. its funny that I chose the title “ The death of Adolescence” on the same day, considering he was the last one to turn 18 in my group of friends. He says he doesn’t feel any different but I can feel a change in the air for some reason. As we sat and all reminisced about old times and told stories of our youthful adventures to some of our new friends, it seemed as almost we were seven retired guys meeting for the first time in decades to recant the actions of our childhood. It was interesting closing the book on childhood all together with him. And as I was sadded by this, I saw us all opening and reading the introducion to the book on adult hood. Even though I think we were all some what unsettled by this passing, I sensed an excitement that we all were going to start this journey together,.and even though we may not end this story together, what matters most to me is that we started it.

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