May 17, 2007 - 7:48pm — DreamCity
Memories remain as time fades
I went back to my high school today. I visted my brothers wrestling coach and we talked about when I had his class. I also visited an English teacher that I had junior year. I particpated in the creative writting club as I occassionally did during my years there. He is a good guy and I used to see him when I worked at the Avalon Theater on Conneticut Avenue.
I also visited the old security office where I sometimes found myself. Rooney is still around and Bob and Blasher. They have more problems know as the school has grown in size. More cameras and now they're digital.
Most of the teachers I had have either changed schools or retired. My favorite teachers have retired. It was strange going back and seeing former coaches getting older and brand new kids on the sports team that only a couple of them I remember from the neighborhood. But yeah, that just how lives is. Life goes on.
When I was in high school I did not understand or neccessary value the same things that I do now. I know that I did a lot in and out of school and was respected by teachers and students, but now I judge my old self critically as though I should have done more and done everything. I think its just natural, but regardless, keep it moving forward and keep it positive.
memories no longer reside here
traces erased and faded
forge a new history where legacies are built with a wisper