Reading the older posts, she made mention of her student's funeral and the style he chose, and it got me to thinking again along those lines...
Twitch has stated multiple times, when he goes, there is to be a large party with excessive libations, moving from apartment building to apartment building in the city of Cuyahoga Falls, spreading his ashes wherever people had the most fond memories of him, recalling and reliving the good times while scaring the current tenants of each apartment. However, given his good physical condition, I doubt that by the time he's gone we'll be in any condition to be able to get that far on foot, let alone while drunk.
I, also, want a grand celebration. Grills flaming, burgers and Chili Dogs (Real ones. Sloppy Joe-Dogs are specifically banned.) a live jam band and Rock 'n Roll on the radio. I'm 25 and have lived a rather full life already, and it shows no signs of stopping. Movies, Music, Intellectualism, D&D stories (He can't hit an enemy to save his life, but boy can he behead rabbits at 50 paces with a sling.) and hobbies galore. I play it down a lot, and I need to stop. I need to keep moving forward and make sure there's even more to celebrate about my life.
The funny thing is, though, that I don't want to be remembered for who I am and how I live, but how I inspire others to go on and do more and be better people. It's one of the reasons I wanted to be a teacher. At this point, all I can think of is to keep doing what I'm doing, keep pushing myself (Which is rather like a 5-year old pushing a large office building.) and do everything I can to excel at movies, music, and work. Now that I've got the building moving, though, I need someone to help the little 5-year old that is my enthusiasm keep it from finding a new foundation.
I do believe I'll start with working on the bassline for that ballad tonight, and getting some more flyers out for the next two weeks' shows. I need to keep moving, keep my enthusiasm up, and recapture some idealism that's been lost. And to help keep me moving, I do believe I'm either going to take back up running, or go back to HKC and dig my purple belt out of the closet. The latter I would want to get back into shape for first, though.