ego tripping at the gates of hell.

Two days until departure. I find myself constantly reflecting on the past two and a half months. Time flew by. If someone had told me at the beginning of the summer that I would have become good friends with Deena Maddox and would be dating Alton Jenkins, I would have laughed in their face. It's so crazy the way things work out. Life is a trip, man. This summer has been one to remember. I will never forget these days. This was the summer I really found myself and came into my own. This was the summer that my hands became blistered from drumming. This was the summer that I lost Pecos. This was the summer that brought new friendships into my life, diminished some old ones and rekindled others. This was the best summer of my life up to this point.

Twenty years of life has led up to all of this. Everything in life is connected. Every choice you make ricochets and causes your life to go one way or another. You make your life what you want it to be, and it's one hell of an adventure. While I am sad to be leaving, I know that these next four months are going to incredible. I'm going to have a good time and meet a ton of people and experience so much. And then I'll come back, and when I do I know I have fantastic friends and an amazing guy waiting for me. And if things change along the way, so be it.

I feel enlightened.