Too much sanity may be madness;
And the maddest of all?
To see life as it is,
And not as it should be.
Prologue
Our friends had always told us we were crazy. That’s what everyone
thought. I
remember that once my boss at an old retail job I had for summers told me,
“You guys are
nuts, but it looks like you have a damn good time.” And that was true. That
was the
reason I did it. I could not think of a time that I was happier. I was with
my friends. I
was looking for something that made me feel alive and proud and ecstatic. If
there was a
one passion in my life, that was it. Friends and relatives scoffed and
laughed. But it was
mine, and I could not let go...something forced me to hold on with every
ounce of energy
in my soul.
I embrace the insanity of it all. I embrace that I was on a
mission. And being the
intelligent hardworking individual I am, I knew that there was a reason for
every single
step I took. There was a reason I went to my very first concert and screamed
out to the
smothering blond standing before me. There was a reason I began watching
videos and
gathering all the information I could feast upon. There was a reason that
five men
encompassed all my thoughts and dreams. There was a reason I started
straying from
school work and activities. There was a reason I began to roam the country
trying to get
a glimpse of what made me happy. There was a reason that I felt that the
perfect place
was in a room full of thousands of people feeling the same way I did...feeling
music...feeling love. There was a reason for all of it. I know that now.
But at that time,
all I knew is that the most important reason was that I needed to be happy.
I saw a dream and I reached for it. I dreamt of it. I tried to live
it. And today, I
am so thankful that I did not give in or just deem myself insane. I tried to
understand, and
let myself go.
Chapter 1
Song For Kelly
NinasFiction
NinasFeet
