"I got a story it's almost finished, all I need is someone to tell it to. Maybe, that's you.
Our time is borrowed and spent too freely. Every minute I have needs to be made up but how? I'm looking for a nice way to say, "I'm out." I want out.
I fall asleep with my friends around me, only place I know, I feel safe. I'm gonna call this home.
The open road is still miles away. Hey nothing serious, we still have our fun. Oh we had it once. Windows open and close, that's just how it goes.
Don't it feel like sunshine after all, the world we love forever, gone we're only just as happy as everyone else seems to think we are."
-Jimmy Eat World "The World You Love"
Our right to freedom. The feeling of summer touching our skin, peeling away the long months of winter cold and loneliness. We're open, we're ready to go. As I spend more and more time with youth, the more and more I see the world from their perspective. And the more and more I remember what life was like back then. How it still is now. What those feelings and emotions brought upon us. What mattered then flash forwarded to what matters now. We grow, we experience, we age...we're kissed with the spirit of life carrying us along our own path and journey. But, amongst all the differences and changes remains one thing: the divine right to our sense of being, to make a home where our hearts take us.
We gravitate towards the emotions of the "now" and the actions to accompany them. There's nothing wrong with this. We're driven to keep dreaming and imagining and hoping because of this. We create a world we shield ourselves from, create a world we begin to love and cherish. It's comfort and security. It's the most prized possessions of our hearts. We lay next to the closest and most immediate ones, entrusting all pride and thoughts and securities within them. It's our happiness.
Don't try to steal this from us because change results in havoc. Strewn about like discarded daily clothing, we're tossed about both physically and mentally. Sure it happens between the period of high school through graduating college, and many years after this, but we still protect those worlds we want most. We're always fighting for the worlds we've created, allowing new things and people in here and there and crushing others that have faded.
This sense of being, sense of feeling alive, it's in our hearts forever. It's sealed with our dreams and hopes and faith. Those summer nights of careless, no-destination drives with our friends...late-night runs to get ice cream...porch drinking and mindless chatter...being in love against the heat of day...laughter to fill the voids of every space...that's our being, that's our world. We thirst to capture it and hold it in the most inner depths. No matter the age, the distance, the grade, we're all the same in seeking our world and being captivated by it every moment, every summer.
This inspires me. It gives me a great fill of life. I drink it up and want more and more. I remember feeling it back in high school summers. College created something new but still a world and home to call my own. And now I'm ready to find and fill this world again with new people and places and feelings. It drives me to hug life and appreciate what I once lost from it. I'm ready. I feel it. I am inspired.
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