“Our eyes were blinded by the veil of youth. Small towns paid us out in the currency of boredom and recklessness while we bargained instead for purpose. There were dreams we held so close that we could never abandon them despite the peer pressure and ridicule. Some said we’d never make it. We lost ourselves in quick-ending weekends and one night hook ups, never discovering the mark we left on those who pledged themselves to us even while knowing we broke every promise. Our eyes closed under many dying evenings and we hoped to turn to dust or a star blazing across the universe. Young friends died. We welcomed those sad events as excuses to drink more beer and burn through drugs or cigarettes. It would take us a lifetime to grow up. Some of us never did. We had to depart to survive or we’d turn to stone and our dreams would die inside of us. Those who waited patiently for something to happen are still waiting. We made it out of there.”~Michael Kurcina
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