Good morning and good day!
I've maybe made some mistakes, but this summer is one of no regrets, a clean conscience and a clean slate.
Two days after the end, the bitter bite that heartbreak can bring began in the pit of my stomach. How do I combat that? Hair dye. The plan was to dye it blond. I was at my mum's house and I receive a text from my Little Bird. He asked me how I was doing. Now, I am a pretty honest person. As a result, I told him about my love gone south. He came over and helped me dye my hair (it still ended up looking terrible, but he did an amazing job). He was a total angel, listening the way he did. He's a dear friend of mine. He gave me courage when I thought I had none. He inspired me.
Then, at Tequila Guy's work, I saw Bella's little sister. She was upset, no doubt. I ended up giving her some cigarettes and hearing about it in my car. I made many trips for her this summer. Sometimes at three in the morning when greedy eyes just wont let her sleep. Beautiful and scared, this little girl became like a little sister to me.
Once in a great while, you come across an old friend. I came across several. Due to a friend of a friend, I ended up seeing my childhood friend Sin again. Rather, my friend is her friend's boyfriend. We were so alike I couldn't believe we'd ever been apart. Then, I remembered a friend's birthday. We ended up hanging out in a Walmart parking lot, him explaining his own sordid and unfinished love affair that matched the one I just ended. He has a gorgeous smile, but his scream is deadly.
The fighter was a flirt. We'd been flirting for years, friends for years. We'd gone out on a date (with the most awkward hand-holding experience ever) but hadn't done too much before or after that. This summer changed that. We kissed in the rain (at my instruction) and smoked cigarettes on a patio bigger than my living room. We danced in the darkness and watched bad TV. He bought me soup.
Then there was my cute little Asian friend, who never ceases to be hysterical. He was there for me through times of good and bad. Together, we took on karaoke, annoying voiced chicks, hookah, and assisted me with kissing 4 people in a row. IN A ROW. Imagine how pimp I felt!
Then there is my lovely actor. He is so talented, such a wonderful friend. On nights where I couldn't go on, he was there with hugs and the occasional alcoholic beverage. He filled some of my nights with Chai Tea and cats and beautiful music. He's my darling love and I'm so sorry to have to leave him in a few weeks.
I also met my room mate for college. She is beautiful. Completely kind hearted. She has a voice that makes hearts melt. She took me to a bonfire and listened to me rant and rave about loneliness. Her boyfriend is--you guessed it--the random guy I made out with the first night (no, they were not dating that night).
I guess time is funny that way. Everything happens and it's all the consequence of something else. It's why I believe in nothing as a coincidence. As this beautiful mess winds down and evolves, I've come to the end of a season with absolutely no regrets, but with gorgeous memories. The adventures are not over. They're just beginning.
Until Next Time,
Alaska
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