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A number of years ago, I was in a serious relationship. Yes, I'm serious, and yes, I was far too young. Anyhow, there is this memory that has always stuck in my head - a really strange one. We were living close to the downtown area in an older (but wonderful in that "I'm 21 and on my own" way) apartment building in a loft apartment. She worked at a bank, and she had to be at work at something like 6am. I remember during the winter, she would get up, and I'd kind of wake up for a moment when she got up. But, then I'd fall back asleep, and our cat and I would peacefully sleep while she got ready for work. When she was almost ready to go, she'd tell me to get up, and I'd have to get up out of the warm bed and out into our cold apartment. I'd get dressed for the cold winter air, and would walk outside to find it still very much dark. I'd start the car, get it cleaned off, scrape the windows free of ice, and then she's come out and hop in the car and I'd take her to work. I'd get back, stumble back into bed, and join the cat in going back to sleep once again.

Now, I know some of you are sitting there going, "....AND?!?" That memory, it is like one of the most vivid memories that I've had throughout my life. No matter what, I always remember that situation as if it had just happened again to me yesterday. I think the reason why is that as simple and basic and kinda stupid of a memory as that is, it really sums up the idea of the "little moments" of life. I don't have that cat anymore, I don't have that girl to be sleeping next to, to wake up for and to take to work, and I don't have that warm bed and apartment in the winter to go back to and escape from the elements in. I had somebody there for me, and who I had to be there for as well, we had out pet, we had our little home, and it was a complete piece of life. That little stupid memory so totally represents this life that I had, any maybe didn't fully appreciate when I had it, and that I really miss now. Maybe I don't want the same girl to be there, the same place to live, the same cat, the same car, whatever else, but I want that same sense of unity, that same sense of having my little place in life and no matter how mundane or average or usual, it being MY place in life and me being important to it. I don't have that right now. Everything in my life, you could switch me out with someone else, and it would be the same. Or, you could switch out anything around me with something totally new, and it would be the same. I miss having to wake up on a cold dark winter morning to take someone to work... and unless you've been in that kind of position and know what I mean, I'm not sure I can exactly explain all of the feelings behind that.

Missing the "stupid" little things.

With my ex girlfriend, the one I was so damn hung up over, I remember spending night after night at her apartment. She had this little 13" TV/VCR combo, and I'd sit there on the floor watching the Rosanne show (her talkshow, not the sitcom) at like 1AM as my ex sat at her desk, working on her programming homework or chatting with others in Yahoo chat. That entire scene, that moment in life, it consisted of me sitting in a room that was always far warmer than I really liked, watching a totally idiotic television show on a tiny TV while my girlfriend did things other than pay attention to me. And now, I look back on the moments, and I really how damn lucky I was, and how I would KILL to be back in that position watching some stupid TV show as I listened to the sound of my ex typing away on her laptop. Sometimes, when we are somewhere, doing something, we think it is the biggest waste of time in the world, and then later we look back and understand how special those moments were. I was there, with her, we were together, just there simply existing with each other, and even that thought of simply existing there with her seems so wonderful to me now.

Stating the painfully obvious.

A text that says "We have to talk at some point today" invariably translates to:

"Im pregnant"
or
"I'm breaking up with you"

I, too, wish the best for our local sporting organization.

If i was a SportsCenter anchor my trademark line after a big play would be "Just call him Mop Water, 'cause that - was - fucking - FILTHY!"

And yes, I'd be the first broadcaster ever allowed to say "fucking".

I get this song in my head whenever I'm about to eat a cheseburger.

Meet My Nephew, Dylan Avery

10/06/09
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