a ghost each place i hide

So July 19. I just realized it has been two months since prom and almost two months since Anime Boston. Wow. And it has been one month since graduation and driving all over down early summer fresh green roads getting lost on the way to graduation parties in a new car. I realized yesterday that my car hit the 9000 mile mark which means I put over 1000 miles on it in one month o_O.

So July. The middle of summer. I miss June and May... June was complete freedom and doing anything anytime anywhere and well it was our time. Since it was our graduation month and all, I mean. And May. Well. I miss... wandering around at Anime Boston and staying up/out late at night wandering from the convention center to the mall to the Sheraton because that was a sort of freedom too. And staying up at night in rooms 1262 and 1267 and mornings when the guys would call our room and the phone would ring REALLY annoyingly and ask "Hey do you want to go to the pool?" And we all would get lost again or do some window-dancing or switch elevators to confuse everybody.

The height of summer - July, August - has always felt strange and suspended to me. I like it... because there is always the possibility of going to the beach and no school of course... But it feels like we're stuck between the best time ever and the huge unknown of COLLEGE. And I don't know what is happening.

And... I miss the feeling of freedom I guess. And how everything completely and totally changed in the best way imaginable those last two months. From being trapped to free. (Or as Spanky said during Chelsea's tarot reading, "pre-omelet" and "post-omelet" X____X. But you had to be there.) But basically. There is... no more fear and reservation because of that time. I just miss being in the middle of all the craziness.