mentorship at mime school

it's funny, but is it repeatable?

We were the first to arrive in Blue Lake. Monkey Boy and I became fast friends. At twenty four years of age, this twenty year old seemed like a child to me. He was jacked like a gym rat and his body seemed completely bare of hair. He liked hip hop and spoke in a soft and high pitched voice.

We had both arrived early to find a place to live. He found his place first. It was a room in a shared flat that other students had rented for years. His bedroom was essentially a closet. It didn’t have windows and hanger rods hung around the perimeter. He was stoked, jumping on the bed and swinging from rod to rod while humping the air and cackling with glee I’M A MONKEY! I’M A MONKEY! LOOK AT THIS PLACE! I’M A FUCKING FUCK MONKEY!

He was baffling to me. This is likely why we became fast friends. I admired his freedom, sense of pleasure and lack of fucks given. This dude was the opposite of the repressed little town I came from.

As the first to arrive, we became the welcome wagon. Michael, the scho…