Spark

So this post probably should be about my graduation experience and all but instead i dedicate it to one person in particular. Though its completely hypocritical to be writing this, i feel as though i must. For my own memory at least. 

Brooke Stanley, wisdom flows throughher  veins with such purity... I cant even. After a wonderful evening at a bonfire with the crew and leh boo, the kisses and hugs goodbye i guess meant something special. For as i was left with just brooke and the fire, we began a long, two hour to be specific, conversation. And we could have most certainly continued. 

Though throughout she said as if she was saying two words then thinking the next two, she had a lot to say. 

Most importantly were two things that stood out. Getting into it, she has so much power in her and she will push and pull and drive. She is a tectonic plate that loves to watch the bottom of a pile of embers and is scared of the pledge of allegiance. We are living in such a destructive society and she wants to throw plates at a wall and love a man that would never love her.

She admires the way i care so deeply and word things that she can never say. Though she continues to rant and rant, her voice became the voice of the maverick. I wish so much for her to be happy and have the life that she deserves. 

But honestly, so what. I didnt have to write any of this, she would probably say. So what. Even if just the trees know or if the bench we sit at is gone or nothing is lost but just converted or we stop thinking and just think or our souls and spark that makes you you is real or the moment happened and it happened for us, it all comes back to the idea: it happened. So what. Thats whats important. It happened for us. 

Whoever is reading this, i want you to know that you are more than what you think you are. You, my friend or my lover or my mother or my son or my enemy or my unsuspected follower, you have a voice and you should always ask why and be yourself and think for yourself. Follow if the best you have is to follow. But do what you want and need to do. The choice is yours. And no commencement speech will be more important to me than the one that happened 24 hours later in a mutual friends backyard discussing life and all its worth.