Yesterday, I took advantage of the overcast and took a series of short hikes along different sections of the Ice Age Trail. I thought about what my plans were for this blog and my writings in general. I have a nice pile of jokes and funny stories I wrote. But none of them are truly safe for publication. So I guess they'll remain tucked away until I accumulate enough for a full book, or I'll go a head and publish them anyways. It's my blog to ruin.
Today, tempers dared to flare up but to no avail. I thought about an old friend from another state, his way of life foreign to me.
I saw him as a guitar legend in the making, a magnificant musician. I wasn't jealous. I was inspired. I wanted to get good enough at bass guitar to play with him like brothers. He didn't see it that way. He wanted to prove he was better then me at everything at all times. I wanted to get better, let the music fuel me to becoming a better person. So when given his oppertunity, he replaced me in the band we were in. He stepped down from guitar just to embarass me. And soon after that, I became human debris in his eyes, subhuman and was to be treated as such; and so it was.
I look back at those days with gratitude. I could never do that to another human being which is why he did what he did. He saw that light of goodness in me as ugly and wanted to cast a shadow on it to hide his own darkness. He's a coward in that regards; and knowing that fills me with an inner peace.
