I remember being young and in love with a girl. I remember going to her house and meeting her parents. But most of all I remember sitting with her in the families basement listening to George Carlin.
That summer I went from being a dumb kid who just wanted to grab this cute girl and pretend I was a man, to taking my first steps into the reality of what would be my life.
My eyes opened up that summer to so many things. It wasn’t just George I met people and saw things that changed my life. But I wouldn’t be who I am today if we didn’t spend those long summer nights in the basement.
You made me realize there was more out there than just the things I was interacting with and a little perspective on bullshit. I’ll miss you George Carlin, sleep well.
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