summer ; revised

Watching that sun set over those rolling hills, the smell of the fresh cut ceder, the sounds of martin sexton and dave mathews, That was my summer. Sitting here today where I am in life, I can only wish to go back. Its so funny cause I predicted this right towards the end of summer...

I said that sure I complain about every little thing at camp, and how it is not just right. I also looked for the not so perfect things when I was at camp, hindsight is 20/20 I guess. Right now I am really starting to realize how much I loved camp, and how when people said that I am a camp lifer... they were more than right. They were Right. There is just so much about camp that I love and I can not walk away from. Everything from the days that suck when you have to work while everyone is swimming to the days where no one is around and you stand jsut in teh garage door of the shop as the rain pours like a wall infront of you. The nights at the beach where You see that there really is a God. Its not only those things but it is the people, sure there are disagreements but over all they are your family so you love them anyways. Over this summer I definitly made many unforgettable friendships, and grew in many relationships. This summer I gained a sense of stability and independance that I never had before. Spending almost all of my nine weeks there, and living off of my own means. Cooking, just taking care of myself and not really having to answer to anyone. It was more than i could have ever asked for.

I have to say that my favorite part about camp was the shop. It was the nights that we would sit there listening to martin sexton, doing some odd shooting, building things. Those were good nights. As for me now, Its only a memory but hopefully I will return there soon enough.

song : glory bound - martin sexton