By Quakeadelic@yahoo.com
Date: 17 December 2000
July 4th
It was July 4th and I sat by the lake watching as the fireworks burst all around me. Every color of the spectrum met the sky with fury much like the fire
that burned within me. Months had past but the pain was still there and the frustration continued to consume me. But in an instant I forgot all about the greens, the blues, and reds that danced across the horizon and I saw only one color . . . white. It was the light of the moon that formed a winding path across the lake as the small waves came crashing to shore. Like a curved path I wanted to walk down each twist and turn and follow it all the way to the end.
2000 was the year to end all years the greatest beginning to an exciting future a millenium of prosperity and hope. For me it was different the cool breeze struck my face and I would turn to my left and then to my right and now it was clear that I truly was alone. It was then I felt the grains of sand sliding beneathe me and I watched it push me forward. It was the encouragement I needed to get up and walk towards that path all the while hearing the earth whisper in my ears . . . get up and walk through life . . . . celebrate your independence . . .
- "When I discover who I am I will be free." (Ralph Ellison)
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