To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music the words make... ~Truman Capote

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Right Here, Right Now...

Right here, right now... I am currently drowning in female monologues, torn up lyric pages, and plain old time. Nope... no  prom for this one. A beautiful dress resides in my closet, hanging in the dark.
It's alright... There is always next year.:)
I've been listening to one song all day long. "One and Only" by Adele. Such a great song.

I went to the Promenade and witnessed the long red carpet of attention, or shame. Depending on who you ask. All of my friends looked so beautiful, male and female. My brother looked so handsome with his girlfriend Mackenzie. I was so happy for them. Not regretful, not sour, not full of remorse, happy. I'm actually at the age where the whole "right of passage" spiel kicks in. I think Prom is definitely apart of that. We are actually growing up. Life is catching up with us all. I know I'm only a sophomore with two more years in this place, but it hit me that a lot of the people who have shaped my high school experience, are leaving. Starting their lives for real. Making their own way. Giving what they can to this world. Growing up. It's bittersweet, it's great. I'm so proud of them. I'm so proud of my brother. I know that every single one of them have so much to offer to this world. They are all forces to be reckoned with. But beautiful forces they are.

A busy and exciting week ahead of me. Fingers crossed...

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