A bit of a long one — That’s what she said.
I had this neighbor. His name was Rick. He was married to this lady named Kirsten.
To this day, I have no idea what she did for a living. He worked for Verizon at the time I believe.
I remember he always used to yell at me and my sister for walking on his lawn. He was kinda a jerk about it. He would walk on our grass to get to our front door to tell my parents to keep us off his lawn, walk back through my lawn, through his lawn, and into his house.
I never understood the irony of this until now I suppose.
Either way, he was a jerk. Or so I thought. He turned out to be one of the coolest guys I’ve ever had the opportunity to meet. He liked video games, had amazing taste in music, and was a total kid inside and out.
He got brain cancer. His wife left him. I never forgave her for hurting him and I don’t think I ever will…
My mom and I took care of him. We went shopping for him. We helped out as much as we could. He got better for awhile, then the cancer came back. I just didn’t think it was fair. He was such a great guy, why did this have to happen to him?
The cancer went away again. For good, or that’s what I assume. He moved to Chicago to be with his old high school girlfriend. They’re now married. I found both of their Buzznets. It’s weird, but satisfying, to see him happy and healthy. He deserves both. I just miss him a lot is all.
I have so many memories of being back in Kentucky. Back in Burlington, in the burbs. It’s so weird to just remember everything in one instant and to realize that I’ve become a sillhouette. I’ve shed myself of my old life, and started something new. It’s scary. Will I look back in another few years and remember anything that I do now? If I do, what will I think about it then?
I dunno… The Postal Service is good. Disney soon. I am excited.
Talked to Cate last night. That was fun till the spider bite. I’m cranky.
Off.
