Adieu...

I bid thee adieu childhood friend. I doubt you will ever read this but thank you for everything. We grew up in the same neighborhood back East, two houses down from Each other and our backyards touched each others, Remember those days we climbed the fence and stood at the top to talk to each other. Playing in the sandbox, making sandcastles and being carefree little kids. Our birthdays being within a few weeks of each other, riding bikes together, snowball fights, sledding down the big hill near our houses, I remember all of that fondly. We both moved out of state around the same time, you to Taiwan, and me to Arizona.... Years passed, you found me on myspace early in High School. We reconnected briefly and then all communication dropped. We later connected again briefly on facebook several years later. I came to your mission farewell and surprised you and your family. It was clear at that point while it was nice to see each other again, we could never again be best friends, rather we would remain acquaintances who were childhood best friends. I see on facebook that you are back from your mission and are back in town and apparently now engaged. I say congratulations to you and I bid thee adieu and good luck my childhood friend. Thanks for the memories. Currently listening: Fall out Boy- Thanks for the Memories

The Road Less Travelled

Tension brewing high, I set off on the path much less traveled. The shattered memories of a familial unit lay in fragments behind me as I begin to climb. I come to a fork in the road. One path is beaten smooth by the constant use by travelers, the other nothing more than a mountain goat trail. In the middle of the fork stands a robed figure. The figure speaks in a raspy voice "choose your path well, both paths have good qualities but only one path is right for you. The other will eventually consume you and on both you will have to withstand the test of the purging by fire as well as other tests." Unhesitantly I choose the mountain goat trail, my ties to the world behind fragmenting and falling to dust.

As I climb the mountain goat trail I reach a cliff where another figure waits for me smiling with one hand behind her back and asks "Will you do something for me?". She reveals what she has hidden in her hand behind her back. It is a dagger. "Die!" she screams and leaps at me. A old memory triggers of this and I dodge and defend with a kick which knocks her off balance and she falls. I move on, another old memory falling in the dust behind me as I continue to ascend and climb.

The path is overgrown as it is not commonly traveled but I press on. I continue to climb the mountain. I pass landscapes of many different types of scenery. Snow and glaciers, sandy deserts with sand dunes, tropical forests... I press on...

"Dark they were with golden eyes, but in a twinkle they die."

It is night but I continue to press on as I am not tired but energized. The stars bright light shining down on the rocky terrain of the mountain landscape. Another figure emerges.

"You have passed the trials" the figure said. "You walked through fire and emerged victorious." "This path, the one less traveled, was the right path for you..." The figure disappeared in an orb of glowing light and I continued on, nearing the top of the mountain.

As the sun rose I reached the top of the mountain, I stretched my arms and in their place was feathers. I stretched my eagles wings and I fly, my past falling behind.