Dear friends, acquaintances, comrads and people I wish I knew,
I am getting quite close to the return to Chattanooga and I am so excited. I feel like this excitement growing as the days count down. If you are a chattanoogan and you have ever been somewhere else for long periods of time you know what I mean... I totally dig chattanooga, it was my first steps in choosing life over another joint and highlife not that those are the worst things in the world but they do seem mighty dead endish to me. I haven't smoked weed in over a year, don't really think I will, quit smoking cigarettes after around 8-10 years of a pack a day. So what's the big deal?
Well, the big deal is that I choose life. Not as the alternate to suicide but as in to decide to take this here moment by the horns and go for a ride... I am going to get hurt, yes, but is that bad in the grander sceme of things. I think to fail is only bad if it's failing to try. And I have lived quite a bit of life failing to try anything... So I want to call myself to a new standard, a choice to take and adventure to see the spider webs that hide in the drainage ditches to watch the clouds dance like angels.. anyway just to enjoy these moments that we are given... plain and simple... Brian