Sigh, I miss those great years of my life. I miss that I felt unstopable, I could go out and do what I wanted to. My sister was looking through some boxes that our mom left when she died, and she found my personal treasures. I found the ticket stubs of my first date when I was 13, wacky photos of us, a picture of me and my dad by a shead we built from scratch. The letter of acceptance from the fire department, a year book from my last year in junior high, so many signatures of people I had long forgotten of and a trophy for winning the town's X-Com play off. It kinda hits you back in the face when you get these things. However my favorite thing in there was the note from my junior high girlfriend, I got it the day she moved, it says "Ewan, I never met a guy who listens, and was willing to spend time with me, even if it was just a cheesy movie, or you just showing my your computer, you're the coolest guy I've ever known, and I will never ever, ever forgt you. Remember our theme song and thanks for that C.D. stay sweet and never forget me. We go on and on, just like Halycon. Love you! - Misty Dayton" I've always wondered what happened to her, we never talked again, I guess my life is catching up with me.