So I’m sitting at home, tonight on Thursday, watching So You Think You Can Dance. It’s sad, don’t judge. Anyways, I’m looking around on Facebook as I usually do, sending messages to my friends all over the place, when it hits me that it sucks that everyone is so far. Through the last 3 years, starting in Summer of 2005, I have met a huge amount of people whom I consider great friends, and yet I hardly see anyone. It makes me depressed thinking the only way we stay in touch is this Facebook thing that didn’t exist 2 years ago. I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s rewind to Spring of 2005. I was finishing my last year of Humber College when I decided to apply to both Cedar Point and Walt Disney World at the same time. It ends up, I got both. So after I finished my one month long hellish internship in May, I packed up my little red Neon and headed down to Sandusky, Ohio. What was I doing and who would I meet? Did not matter. I knew that anything, anything at all would be better than living in Acton that summer and working at Shoppers Drug Mart. Anyways, while at Cedar Point I met the coolest and most amazing people, my best friend Nick and had the summer of my life. I don’t think I can say I have ever had a better time. So then comes moving back to Acton while I waited to go to Disney in December. Come December, once again, Brad steps onto a plane and into the unknown. It became clear to anyone who knew me that this was a new person being born. I mean who just jets off from everything they know to work at Disney World. I mean I have talked about it my whole life, but then it actually happened. At the time it was the best choice I EVER made. Once again, priceless experiences and friends over the course of the year. Coming home from both experiences was very, very difficult. Only people who have been there can truly understand how it feels. To those who weren’t there, I can only say it’s the closest thing to withdrawl from some crazy drug. All the fun times, people and the entire life you have built up, gone in a two and a half hour plane ride. So what is the point of this rambling here…well that’s where were getting to. Hold your horses. So now, I have completed my third year of my four year degree and once again the unknown is approaching. What do I do when I am done school, I’ll be 25 years old and I don’t want to get a real job. I think I may run away again, as I believe that is what my two other experiences we all about. Running away from the place I loved to hate, to become the person I always wanted to be. Nothing drastic, but just minute things I felt I needed to change and for some reason I needed to go far away to do it. So back to the point of this note, for every person I have met and befriended over the past 3 years, you don’t even understand how you have changed my life for the better. EVERY SINGLE PERSON. We may not talk everyday, week or even month, but we had something that no one else can understand. I just wish that we could all find a decent location, maybe penthouse or something, and live like we did before. I guess just lately I feel lonely and out of touch with things. I want things to be the way they were. I am happy where I am now, in a temporary stopover on my life long journey to what I am destined to do. By the way, can someone please just map it out for me? What am I supposed to do? I decided to write this because I don’t normally express how I feel and want that to change. I mean, anyone can read this but it’s only written for those of you who truly matter to me. So take what you want from this, but at the end of the day the people who are meant to understand will, and those of you who don’t are missing the party.