I'm sitting here and flipping through the pictures from the past year.

And guess what? They're making me nostalgic. Really, really nostalgic.


So my eyes are misting over but it's a mixed bag of feelings. Of course I'm really sad on one hand because I miss you guys and I wish I could relive some of those amazing moments we shared, but I'm happy that I even got these pictures... the pictures of all of the once in a lifetime experiences that I would have never had and of all of the places I never would have been without my chingoos.


"Even if I never see him again, I'll have stories to tell about him forever." I remember someone said that about one of my old co-workers.. and shit, isn't that fitting now?

You guys pushed me to do things that I would have never even thought to do and some things that I never thought I could do. And that made me push myself to really live life and to become a better person. Now I have stories to tell, and hell yeh, I'm grateful.


Shit, that's inspiration.