The Small Details

I was looking through a yearbook recently and read the notes people wrote to me. As I read the notes, I could not help but revisit the memories of those years. 90% percent said something to the effect I am glad I got to know you and you made me laugh hard. A few people commented on my clothing that I would wear to school,(Short tight red shorts, unreasonably tight shirts, tube socks etc) others commented on how loud I was. hmmm.
I went outside the box my senior year and became a what was called a "Centralair" which was a select jazz choir. I was reluctant at first, "That stuff is for dorks," I said many times, only to have one of the greatest years of my life. Yes I sang and I danced. I met great people I had never met that I had gone to school with for many years.
I used to be a little more wild for a laugh.
I read through some other notes, some said "stay on the right path", "I know you will do big things". I had to look at who many of these people were and I began to wonder where they are now.
I get the chance to go back to my high school often. I remember walking through the hall acting as if this is my domain. I see many people that remind me of the good ol days. I remember the people with all their backpacks loaded nearly running through the halls to get to class, the cool kid group that everyone wanted to be like or absolutely hated. Generally in that group was the jocks and then there were the not so jocks but somehow had a letter jacket.
I see the signs for prom and the excitement that goes with that. I see the anticipation behind graduation. I see the little sophomores and juniors that can't wait to move forward.
As I sit and watch these kids I think about my college years and who will be who and so forth.

I wonder how many will hold on to the friends that they hold so dear right now. I wonder if most of them will be so naive as they continue. I know I know I came of that but not until I got out of college. I am now not naive and like to think I am wise beyond my years.

I remember those day in high school. I remember how little I knew and how much I thought of the details of things around me. I have noticed to pay more attention to the details around me. I read a book about taking in the surrounding and all the things beyond the obvious. I try to enact this as much as possible. You begin to see people in a different light and other in much of the same.

Needless to say my yearbook is back on another shelf and another day i will reminisce on those days until then I hope to see everything in another light.