Friday, August 15, 2008

Last look back in Pleasantville

So.

Here's where I look back at my home in Columbus. I grew up in this small little town complete with a Kroger in walking distance, excellent schools, a local ice cream place and even a quaint little historical downtown. You know, the ones you see in the movies? Yeah, that one.

Growing up, I hated this little piece of heaven, really I did. All the boredom that occurred in this place is record breaking actually. Whether it be sitting at the school, which was INSIDE the neighborhood, going to Kroger to buy nothing with the nothing we had, sitting at one of our houses playing the original Halo (that's right. Oldies mother fucker) or just...i don't know, anything unproductive.

But now, I look back on the first big chapter of my life and realize that I had it good. Real good. But of course none of that hits you until the last moment. Hell, sometimes it won't hit you way farther down the road.

This was my last summer living at home. My last time calling my home, "my home". Although it's always gonna be my home....it's now my parents house. It's weird, calling it that. After this year at BG, I'm either staying for summer school and living in the dorms again, or getting a house with a few of my buddies. Or both, I don't fuckin know.

Regardless, I'm finally leaving the nest. And I mean for good. As exhilarating and awesome as it's gonna be, I can't help but feel a slight stab of depression.

Ok ok ok...I'll be honest. I would have ignored these feelings, but this summer, I experimented with a few things that really broadened my horizons. To be frank, I smoked a ton of weed this summer. And I mean like everyday smoking.

Sure, yea, i know....most of you guys don't really partake in those "ilicet" activities, but seriously, It actually helped me out. When I get back to BG, I'm not smoking anymore. No, not because it's the right thing to do or to protect my health and sanity or to keep up appearances (FUCK appearances btw), but because it was an experience. I don't know how to explain what I felt when I was high, but it was magic. Suddenly, it was like, certain topics that i avoided sober came into focus when i was under the influence. I was coming up with more and more logical conclusions when I came out of the high. I was really starting to face my fears in a positive way rather than freakin out.

Sure, maybe most people would say that using mind altering substances is a way out or something that you do simply because you can't deal with things naturally. Wait a minute....thats EXACTLY what I did with reefer! Weird right? I found these accusations to be spot on.....and I'm really ok with that.

I just knew my bounderies with the drug. Rather than getting to caught up in the world and its lifestyle, I just stopped when I knew I reached my limit. Most of the people I smoked with wanted and did try other drugs. But not me. I knew that danger of some of that shit, even though its not as crazy as the news and crazy mothers with tons of free time tell you. Last week was the last time I smoked. I remember thinking, "you know, I wonder what acid or shrooms could do to me?". And that was it. I knew I reached my limit. So that night, I stopped the cycle. I knew when to stop and honestly, I pride myself in knowing my own limits. The experience was done, and I survived with nothing more than an extra pound or two and just a weeks worth of shitty memory. Otherwise, I'm better than ever. I actually started excersizing yesterday!

Now that the experience is done, I can focus again on progress. I can focus on making new friends and meeting up with my close old ones. I can focus on excelling in German in hopes to travel to Austria for a year. I can focus on how I can grow as a person.

Say what you will about my actions and thoughts but I'm mostly at peace.

And even though I'm finally leaving home as a child, I finally feel I'm ready for what lies ahead as an adult.

The best part? I have no fuckin clue what to expect. Wander into the darkness and get lost. Hopefully I'll find my way out.

And as a side note:
"Electric Feel" by MGMT
check it out

-Bradford

3 comments:

Ivory said...

hey man, you know in the end, everyone dies alone. kinda depressive but it raises the point you gotta be who you wanna be. you cant be anything but the person you want and can look in a mirror and stand to look back at you. I found that out this summer. Trust me. Try spending weeks alone. weeks. go to work, talk to no one as its so loud. go home, sleep everyone else is up. get up go to work, everyone is gone or sleeping. repeat. Again, i know that i can stand alone and be just as comfertable with myself as if i was in a whole group of people. Growing up sucks only as much as you want it to. I get pretty nostalgic at times as well. more than im sure many people know, but i do. dont fret about what you didnt do or didnt appreciate. Do it now. because now is the only time you have. the past is gone and the future is for planning. Shit, i dont care if you smoked pot, crack or cement. i have no right to judge you and accept you for anything other than my bud, future roomie and a partner in crime. Enjoy these last two weeks while you got em. Anything can happen and only death and taxes are certain.

Fife said...

i did that with a summer once. did not really turn out as well. kinda fucked it up but im glad yours didn't. its cool either way. as long as you get something out of the time you have right? anywho, you are "reefer-ing" to the justice remix right?

peace brad, ill be round to visit you and lando

Mary Cucumber said...

Bradf3rd uses POT!
Bradf3rd learned PERSPECTIVE!
Bradf3rd is evolving!


Yeah, that's pretty much all I have to say. It takes something different for everyone to gain that little bit of perspective on their life and childhood. I like to think gaining that is a good thing. Like you said, you know your limits. You did what you wanted to, and you're continuing to do so- and it's working out really well. You know who you are and you can face the future, that's more than a lot of people can say.

Dude, Brad... you appreciate what you had. You're looking forward to the future, giving respect to the past but not clinging to it. I fail to see how this could be construed as anything but good.

Life experience- you gain it by doing things.