66 Hours Out

I have entered my last weekend in America.  Come very early Monday morning (as in 3:30am), I will wake up at drive down to Denver International Airport with my parents.  These final few hours in town are now a fun mixture of final preparations and goodbyes.  I’ve already said goodbye to all my friends.  I’m hoping to watch a couple movies with my parents this weekend.  “The Impossible” and “Zero Dark Thirty.”  Other than that, I am working my way through the final ten items on my to-do list.  I hope to finish with time to spare so I can relax a little on Sunday and get to bed early.

I am going to continue uploading a mixture of old writing and new writing in the months to come.  By the end of 2013, this website should be a good archieve of all my writing.  For today, I have one of the first prose pieces I ever wrote.  I was fourteen years old.  I knew I was experiencing weird changes, but I still thought I was unique and–to be honest–superior.  This piece is fascinating for me to read, but it’s tone is strange to me.  Let me know what you think.

Where is the Pain?

Thank You to My Readers

I would like to start off today with a great big thank you to all my readers.  Yesterday, I uploaded a very personal piece that I hoped would grab a few eyes.  I had no idea.  Within 15 minutes of posting the writing, it had 200 views.  I don’t know if my writing has gotten better or if I’m just becoming more honest in my writing (or both).  But it doesn’t matter.  Thank you for all your support.

Today I am starting what I hope will be a new routine.  The coffee shop I write at is 2.5 miles from my house.  It is the perfect distance to walk.  Today I made the trek and feel great.  It is the perfect way to get my mind going so I am prepared to write when I arrive.  It is also perfect practice for the Peace Corps–which is less than 150 days away now.  I hope this new routine will improve my writing, help me add some muscle, and shave off the final 30 pounds I need to lose.  Only time will tell.

With Love,
Richard

P.S.–For any of you who missed my piece yesterday, here it is: Struggle & Love

Struggle & Love

On a whim, I decided I needed to write about something that has been plaguing my mind for the past few days.  I’ve tried to write about it a couple time before.  This time it just came out.  It is one of the more philosophical pieces I have ever written.  It also gets to the basis of what I believe in life and living.  I hope you enjoy.

Struggle & Love