My tastes in everything up until that point were what was popular. I dressed how television told me to and I listened to whatever music was topping the charts. The problem was, however, that because I was never actually enjoying this lifestyle, I followed the crowd improperly and was teased because of it. For some reason, I suppose I'll never know why, Dylan started being my friend again. He started showing me the music he was listening to and even gave me a bunch of clothes. I worshipped my big brother and followed every step he took. (Except being a fantastic musician, he can play the guitar like a maniac but I've never come close to matching his talent in music.) Through him I really found myself. My confidence soared, and it was my brother who made me believe that what other people said about me was meaningless. He Played a huge part in shaping who I am today.
Another reason why I admire my brother is because he really lives his life the way he wants to. After high school he didn't go to college. Instead he moved to Madison where he rode his bike everywhere and met his wonderful girlfriend who he has been with for quite some time now. The summer they met they both hopped on their bicycles and rode across the country to Portland, Oregon. The way he yearns to live every second of his life amazes me. I love the way he appreciates the short life he's been given and refuses to waste a single second. I can only hope that one day I can adopt the same philosophy that he has, and find contentment.

-Grace