Earl Yorke

Bear with me, all! This is something my mother found just tonight in her sewing bag… something I wrote to my future self in High School! Though she told me not to share it… here’s the first half (try to keep an open mind, I was a young wierdo):

Earl,

Well, you should be receiving this letter some time in 2011, ten years after you graduate in order to remind you of what your beliefs were as a senior in high school. Your attitudes toward sex, the law, drug use, beauty, fads, and the big one: religion will be recalled in this letter… this is your philosophy. Also noted within this letter will be your strengths, loves, ambitions, fears, and views of people in general. Have fun… this may be scary.

We’ll start with sex. I have always thought up until this time in my life that it was just an act of pleasure… mostly self-centered. Yet, as I came upon my senior year I realized something: sex is two-sided, and not just an act of pleasure. Through my experiences with Leona I have come upon one truth, and that is that sex is something that two people who are in love share. It is something that they alone do, and is almost the only thing that they do not share with the outside world. This is what makes it special, not just for me, but for the person whom I love and choose to share it with as well.

Law. I hate this right now. It is all of the Pigs in the town of York and the town of Ogunquit that ruin my life by pulling me over for what they playfully call a “routine check” of my vehicle… this is really called “searching the highly accessorized Mustang for drugs.” I am the kind of person who likes the whole “Gangster Rule” notion, which basically follows the line of “whomever is the meanest and most terrifying is the leader.” I am not really too sure why, but this is my belief. Rules, to me, are meant to be broken (though this is not the case in certain circumstances like in-school behavior and work ethic for the most part).

That’s it… look for the second part… soon!

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