The Beginning of a New Beginning

I had returned home the day before the day I left to begin my Marketing Internship at a prestigous world renown theme park (I won't dare name it because, as of now, I know not the limits about what I am and am not allowed to publish about) the way I usually did: slid the familiar key into the familiar hole and twisted it...with feeling (because if you didn't you were denied entrance...to your own house). So I went into the dark house and a sense of wonder filled the inner walls of my soul, like snifing the breeze as it rushes past and invades the nostrils. I could tell this was the beginning of something good coming. I had never been away from home before, so it was a totally new thing.

My parents slept in their room as they normally did, and I stepped in to say goodnight. It was simple and brief, the kind I liked. Sometimes they like to have my linger along in silence as if I'm supposed to inform them of some gargantuous occurance that happened in the course of the night. But I am no such person. Much to the disappointment of my parent's suspicions, I am not the teenager that i probably should be. I don't party. I don't do the drugs. I'm not off galavanting on millions of sexual escapades like every ther male in my age group (hey, what can I say? I'm not you typial, run-of-the-mill eighteen yea old). The truth is, I usually send my evening doing adult (don't be gross) activities such as dinner and a movie or staring at a clock wondering where my life went and why it moves so fast...Adults do that right?

Anyways, I left my room and me in my stupidly dizzing state of some weird kinda of joy, not particulrly the socital definition of joy but a joy as in contentment, I became the Ham and movie dork that I am and acted like my life was a movie montage. Sad but true. I watched my little brother Anakin (yeah, it's cool now...but wait 'til second grade when all the cool kids, not that you won't ever become one Anakin, pick on him and shout "Use the Force...Anakin! HA! HA!) as he slept awkwardly sprawled out on the couch mouth wide open and crutches at his side. Anakin had broke his kneecap in a rather intense home wrestling duel with his arch-rival, and best friend, Austin...My brother. Do't worry, there's more...my older brother is named Anthony. Anthony, Aaron, Austin, and Anakin....Adorable, right? ...

Then I slowly slided up the stairs and went to Austin's room (Austin, don't think I'm too much of a creeper, but I totally watched you sleep for like two seconds). I shut his door as I was leaving and went to the banister at the top of the stairs and took one last look at the living room. And swelled with the sense of contentment, I returned to my room and smelled the familiar air. I shut the door behind me, and...

In the words of Anne from Green Gables "God (was) in His Heaven, and everything (was) right with the world."