i just got back from a trip. i flew out to wisconsin (me, i flew, not as a passenger, as a pilot) to go see Oshkosh. its basically the worlds largest gathering of pilots, airplanes, anything aviation related, in the world. it was absolutely incredible. i also got offered a job as a flight instructor, so we'll just have to see how that pans out.
in other news, i am really confused. despite that, i think i am on the brink of something. i dont know what, but something big. i have always said that everything big is going to happen to me when i am 24, its my number. that is only hours away at this point. the stage is set. certain events have transpired in the past couple days that have really set things in motion. to what end i will find i have no idea, but i am sure that it will be something that has a great impact in my life, where it takes me, and who i am, where i am. i have to keep on reminding myself though that i dont have to live my life in its entirety within the space of its first 25 years. but i am too impatient to wait around and see what becomes of me. i dont fast forward and watch the end of movies, but i come close. in the immortal words of the late great jeff buckley, "the goal is in the process." i really should start enjoying everyday, and i do, just not to the extent that i should. but, just to review, in the first 23 years of chris porterdom, i have been the following things:

a son
a brother
a friend
a teacher
a gas station attendent
a student
a runner
a goalie
an enemy
a patient
a guide
a musician
a writer
a dreamer
a drinker
a traveler
a foreigner
a dissenter
a pilot
a photographer
a swimmer
a graduate
a driver
a banker
a lover

happy
content
scared
stressed
optimistic
bereaved
complete
in pieces
egotistical
in wonder
sick
healthy
hot
cold
lame
funny
bored
boring
tired
pessimistic

not bad for the first 23. lets see what else i can rack up.