Thoughts on a hot day

Well guys, (for me) it's finally coming to the end of school.

Yesterday, the temperature here in South Carolina peaked out at about 96 degrees, and I had to spend several hours outdoors, and I thought to myself (namely while I was mowing a friend's lawn) that "You know, this summer, it'll be about 20 degrees hotter than this." Then I thought to myself about all the sweat, all the stink (you would NOT believe the smells), and all the memories. I thought to myself that chances are I would be uncomfortable, but that discomfort is mental, you can ignore it (this is also a MAJOR teaching in the culture over there), but that you can't ignore the memories. I thought to myself that I would enjoy being hot and sweaty because of the memories it arises of my childhood and because of the new memories it will start (being packed into a subcompact between BIG female African "mamas" as we call them, is something you will never forget, no matter how badly you might want to).

Personally, I am of the opinion that memories are an essential part of our beings, because they mold us into who we are. "Good choices come from bad experiences. Bad experiences come from bad choices." is one of my favorite quotes because it is so true, our choices spawn our memories, whether they be good or bad. The good thing about bad choices is that they make you mature and learn how to deal with that situation better, without bad choices, no one would be able to handle any kind of crisis. I guess what I'm trying to say is that bad things can be good if you learn from them.


Peace guys, enjoy!