Monday, August 3, 2009

Chapter 75: The first day of the rest of my life.

i hate this saying. i've heard it in so many speeches and read it in cards and i'm tired of it. who determined that everything done before that day was worthless?

i remember it most clearly being said on the day of my high school graduation. some dignitary or another said this line in his recycled speech that he used every year. i sat there and realized i was highly insulted. the rest of my life was to be determined by what i had done so far, so how could i forget it so quickly

isn't it better to remember where it is that we come from? granted, there are certain things in my own past that i don't care to revisit, but those have made me who i am. and keeps me remembering who i don't want to be.

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