::sigh::: I've wanted to fly since I went to Space Camp when I was seven, and now I'm on my way to being a pilot. I fly twice a week. I went to Florida this summer, and saw Kennedy Space Center....the gateway to the universe. I'm working, driving, and I've done more this summer than I have in the past 3 summers. Now that I'm single again, I'm lonely. Very lonely. I have to work rediculous hours to afford my dream, but I realize all to late that working so much cuts out on valuable time to spend with friends. Good friends, like Jason, JJ, Chris, Ronnie, Will, Brandon, and others. Now they've all got lives without me. Some are in marching band, choir, or other things. Mostly though, the sadness comes from the fact that they have fun without jobs. Watching movies, hanging out at the park. Honest, genuine fun. They call me on the phone, and I have to tell them in all sincerity, "Sorry guys, I have to work and that is more important to me than spending time with my true friends." I guess for a while this depression was headed off by the fact that I got to see my friends at school, but with APs and different language classes and Post-Secondary, I see them less and less. Then, I guess I headed off that depression with a girlfriend, but we see where THAT got me. I guess eventually I'll have to confront this issue when college arrives, but that's supposed to be a year away, and distracted by applications and scholarships and deadlines and college hoodies. WHY does hindsight have to be 20/20? Why can't other sights be that good?