I've discovered the ultimate pleasurable feeling and it doesn't come from eating chocolate or having sex and it's not finding true love. I believe the ultimate feeling is having a strange whom you never met before, know exactly who you are, in a positive way, from your writing. Just that feeling of importance that the stranger took the time out of their day to read your article and have nice thinks to say about it.
I've tasted this feeling and I've become an addict by just the small amount I was fed and I want more.
At the Brush fire in Watsonville I covered with Tarmo for the Pajaronian, I was introduced to the Fire Battalion Chief of Watsonville, Will Farr by Tarmo. He looked at me for only a second while shaking my hand before saying the words I will never forget for the rest of my life, "Oh yea, I read your article in the paper, it was really good." A complete stranger had known my name from my writing.
The feeling that flowed through my body, the warmth, I truly couldn't explain it, but I loved it and wanted more.
Writing articles or pieces for the newspaper or magnetize and being introduced to a stranger who has read my writing on a weekly or daily bases. That's the life I want, that's the life I wanna live.
After editing the Cabrillo Paper and seeing how great it's going to be, I honestly thing that everyone will get noticed for the things they write on campus, especially with the crew we got.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
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