approaching vapid with periodic bouts of genius
I just got back from the local YMCA and I felt like I was home again. God I miss camp.
Anyway, I went there because I want to become a swimmer. I want to become a physically active human being, not just a whatever the always-on-my-computer version of couch potato is. They have a financial aid program for people just like me who can't afford to breathe, let alone join a gym, so I went to fill out my application. I should find out within the week if I can afford it.
A guy named Larry, who is so quintessentially The Guy Who Works With The Teens At The Y gave me the tour of the place and told me about their summer program for kids. Even though I can't participate I still love hearing about it.
In a parallel universe somewhere I am devoting my entire life to working with kids. In a parallel universe somewhere I am the Eternal Camp Counselor.
So Larry, I guess, leads this Adventure Camp where he takes the kids on trips every day of the summer. LUCKY. He said that he loves to take the kids hiking, but they hate the uphill bits, so I told him about a few places that I knew about from when I was at camp (when I was at camp we had Awts and Creafts. Only we called it Awts, And Fawts, And Creafts). He pulled over some kid who was walking by with a basketball and we started talking about cool things to do in the summer and where this kid was thinking about going to college. In some parallel universe my entire life is devoted to hanging out with teens, taking them cool places and talking about where they want to go to college.
I was thinking about this Y as a relatively cheap place to swim, but I just may (though Lord knows I don't have the time for it) do a little volunteering there, too.
Okay, well, I'm in THIS universe, so I'm gonna go film stuff while I have the camera and record stuff while I have the mic. Not a bad universe to be in, really.
I still miss camp. So much that my heart hurts a little. (CHEESY AWARD!!! I GET THE CHEESY AWARD!!!)
PS As of today I have not had one drag of a cigarette for ten months. I did, however, dream I smoked an entire cigarette last night and it was fucking gross. Cool.