This is a second try. The first post accidentally deleted. Ironic for the theme running through my mind. Pensacola was a second try for me at life in all ways. It was a new school, a new home, a new place to meet friends, make friends, and be a friend. Now, it's becoming a new memory. By Friday morning, it will be a place that I once was, not am. This will be a place that I can pack away for a nostalgic day to remember with many endearingly frightful emotions.
For myself, emotions always take a little more time to emerge. This is not to indicate that I am lacking clear emotions. I am highly emotional from the inside. However, I have poor translational skills. As a moment becomes real, I always struggle to show or tell what's really going on within. Others might be crying, but I can seem far away as my face is not smudged with a tear. However, a simple song can break down my pride for me to flood my emotions upon my face like new rain. Emotions are a cleanser to my sometimes cynical mind.
As I lived here in Pensacola, I am subtly submerged in a sea of instrinsic thoughts and feelings toward this place and time in my life. I cannot help to fall to my knees in thanksgiving for all I met and knew here. All those that have come, gone, or stayed as they too drifted within these city walls will always be honorably remembered in my heart. Like little ants, they will march all over my words and sting me when I need a fond memory to unpack. Some memories might seem to be pesky, need to be terminated, but in the end like now, I will see a beautiful mound of reality that is not to be trampled. It is to be placed in simple awe. Ants are amazing workers and gifted builders: a clear analogy of this place I love for my cluttered brain.
If I ever met you or got to know you here, thank you for being in this place. You will always be in my Pensacola memory because all of you are priceless to my ebbing heart and mind.
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Hola! I can't believe that on Friday you will be leaving. When is Amy coming to P-cola? It's unbelievable, all these "transition" periods..but I guess I wouldn't have it any other way. I can't wait to see you, Alicia, and Sundae again. Onwards to another adventure!
-Gots to go watch American Idol. Oh and I have been religiously reading that hypochondriac book. It's awesome. I have already determined that I suffer from 40% of the illnesses in the book. I even think the book itself might be making me ill in some form or another. Well ttyl. Over and Out.
hahaha! I would think that you have some crazy ass disease. As for me, the VD is enough! Talk about discomfort! But, that's okay, because I got a comment on this page! Amazing!
I am going to get that apartment. Here come the Golden Girls! hahahaha!
This is just to see if my new pic comes up. I can't stand this server's photo system. urg.
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