tonight i've sat under the stars and watched my friend juggle and ride tricks on his unicycle.
and seen my friends in skits that made me laugh so hard i thought i was going to fall off my seat.
and i saw people i don't know down below throwing glow sticks into the air coming out like so real fireworks.
and words competed with memories and experiences as "proud to be an american" blasted over the loud speakers and i had to ask myself, "what again is the purpose of life?" and "can i live in this country?" and "IS there a god?".
yesterday i was taken away by a poorly acted summer camp play that had two waring sides to lay down their weapons. and unexpected tears leapt into my eyes as my soul cried out "OH, BUT THAT'S WHAT I WANT!!!" in real life.
