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[danuv]

Instead of going to sleep last night like I ought to have, I lay awake in bed thinking about those years between 12 and 15. They were some of the hardest years of my life emotionally. My family moved to a new house in a new neighborhood. The selling point of that house for us kids was that it had a large pile of boulders up on a hill in the corner of our yard. I spent hours sitting there thinking and watching the cars go by. I didn't have a lot of friends... a few at church who I'd known since I was a young child and one boy in the neighborhood who moved a few years after we got there. He and I spent hours talking. I don't remember about what. My memory from that time period sucks... hell my memory sucks period. But I missed him for years after he left. He's all grown up now and sometimes I can almost see the boy I knew but mostly I think he's gone. I wish we could talk again but I guess some people are there for certain periods in your life in certain ways and then they are gone. Anyway, that's what I thought about while I looked at the glow in the dark stars on my dark blue ceiling last night.