#lees words

[my-adventure-begins-here]

“An addiction is always an addiction. No matter how long you’ve been away. Do not trust the sweet, sweet siren song. You will lose yourself again.” -Lee Ring But I still miss it. Every Day.

[leewordsandworldview]

1/16/18

This one is called: Red is beautiful. Ahhh high school. I try not to give much thought to it. You know, besides the bi-yearly nightmare I have that I am back in it. I don’t really keep in contact with anyone from high school either except for a select few cool cats.

Wow can you tell I didn’t have much friends in high school?

Anyway I’ve been thinking about a certain friend from high school. One of the cool ones I still kept up with. We aren’t close but we follow each other on certain social media sites, which is the equivalent to acquaintances, isn’t it?

So I guess we aren’t friends anymore and all my freaking out is over nothing.

Let me back up, what am I freaking out over?

I do a pretty good job of separating friends and possible romantic partners. Once someone is my friend they basically become family and it is illegal to date your family kids, remember that. Gross. Anyway let’s call this high school friend Red.

Red has been a constant background in my life for years. I do mean years. I’ve been aware of them the whole time but never really been aware of them, do you know what I mean?

Let’s do an exercise. Think of the pretty thing in your hometown. Is it that tree down the block, the bridge you used to get drunk at before you were 21, or the building next to your work? Picture it in your head. You know it’s beautiful but it’s not really breathtaking anymore. The tree is the one you broke your arm falling off as a child, the bridge lost it’s appeal the second you could go to the bars downtown, that building is the one you zone out on when you’re getting bitched at by your supervisor. When those things are seen every day you forget they are actually a pretty cool sight You don’t even notice them. Like your nose, it is constantly in your vision but your brain phases it out after a while. Except times like these when an asshole points out you can always see your nose….

 Anyway, that’s Red. She’s the mountain I can see from my backyard but don’t stop and stare out until my cousin is visiting from out of town and says “Wow your view is breathtaking”. And I realize it stopped being pretty to me years ago. That mountain doesn’t stop being pretty, you just get used to it.

Red has been a constant background in my life for a long time, I just didn’t stop and enjoy the view until now and for some reason that freaks me out.

-Lee