the last american summer
this was the first summer i had looked forward to in several years. my entire college career, summer has meant lake charles and dog shit and no friends in town. but not this summer. this summer was supposed to be different.
in a lot of ways, this summer marked the end of a lot of things. most of my friends have been scattered across the globe because of money or school or lost love. the hub is no more. pretty soon, the responsibilites of adulthood will be looming over the summers after this one.
that is why i've deemed this the last american summer. american. not in the sense of apple pie and baseball, but in the sense of the ideal of unlimited personal freedom, fraternity, the open range. american like cowboys.
we had it good for a while. things are changing. let's hope this dark night is coming to a close.
in a lot of ways, this summer marked the end of a lot of things. most of my friends have been scattered across the globe because of money or school or lost love. the hub is no more. pretty soon, the responsibilites of adulthood will be looming over the summers after this one.
that is why i've deemed this the last american summer. american. not in the sense of apple pie and baseball, but in the sense of the ideal of unlimited personal freedom, fraternity, the open range. american like cowboys.
we had it good for a while. things are changing. let's hope this dark night is coming to a close.
posted by jesse at 12:45 PM
1 Comments:
Cowboys.
That's it exactly.
It was more a summer of survival. How much can we endure mentally and physically?
I'll always remember it... and my Muskateers...
Je t'aime.
Yee-hah!
Breton
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