Soft white flakes are floating outside my window.
Tonight is going to be wonderful. At 7:30 p.m., FCA is sponsoring Mountain Top ’95. It is an evening of Christian music, comedy, and games. We have a singer coming and I am doing a skit with some other people. It will be great. Charlie is bringing some kids from G.A.G. After the concert, we’re going to go to Johnson City to play Laser Tag and then we are having a lock-in at the church.
I’m going to be surrounded by Christians, it’s going to be wonderful.
I received my phone bill today. It was $103.14. I guess since I broke up with Jeni and things were weird I called a lot of people back home.
Today, after I got out of the post office, I went to play the piano in Evan’s Auditorium. I played “A Heart Full of Love” from Les Miserables. As I was playing, a girl came in. I didn’t hear her come in though.
“That’s pretty,” I heard a beautiful voice say. I looked up to see Alana. She is a junior I believe. We have said “hello” to each other maybe twice.
“I just had to come and see who it was. I thought it was a recording. That’s beautiful.”
“Thanks,” I said.
And then she was gone.
I continued to play with such happiness and joy. And that moment reminded me of another; my graduation night when Renee smiled at me. I was so happy and I felt like running after her and talking to her for the rest of my life.
But I didn’t, of course.
Not once, have I seen lightning strike during these winter storms. Well, maybe once, but I had to get out of that storm’s path before it blew me away to Cincinnati.