On the Mountain..

My instincts were steering me clear of the Big Bear trip.
Khandi and my parents were hecka pushing me to go
Argh..


I don't have the money for it.
Ope, guess I can't go.


It's okay I'll pay for you.
Eh, no thanks I don't like owing money to anyone.


Days pass.


Hey Har, if I paid for you, would you go?
Sigh....sure.
Okay...good.


About a week before the trip.


Hey Har, don't forget you owe me fifty bucks for the trip.
Oh, uh....okay.


I think about it now and wonder what life would be like had I not gone to Big Bear.
Had I not watched the stars with her and marveled at the wonders above us.
Had I not slept isolated in my tent only to wake knowing that the last thing I saw was us sharing a kiss I did not yet have the joy of experiencing.


Little did she know I had this bubbling feeling.
Growing.
Consuming me as we played through moments both comfortable and usual.


They're off to the Lake!
I'm not much of a swimmer...and I've been inspired to work on this song anyhow.
About an hour or so later, they're back and the song is done!
Just needs some smoothing out, ya kno, memorizing vocal notes and chord changes.
Abel and Pops ask what I'm working on.
Pops asks who I wrote the song for after playing it for him.


Ehh...it's inspired by a couple of people.
So as to not lie, I did write having her in mind and thought it funny how people would think this song was about Eloah. But yea, it was all about and for Lola.