and so we're there, again...
this exact date, last year i was still face flat on my pillow with my saliva drooling on one side and my mind drooling on the other, asleep with my eyes wide shut, 'My Immortal' playing on the stereo, my dad asking me if i've done all my banking and visa work done, my mom asking me to eat something, Ricardo asking me to come out of the house and my brains tyring so hard to tell my heart to stop...
and guess what, i'm going back there. i'm actually packing my bags, all excited to go back to that place, yes, that place!! oh God, give me strength, oh God, give me the patience to live it out. hey Big Guy, i just have one thing to ask You, no more surprises please, for fuck sakes Dude i've seriouly had enough and stop giving Yourself a bad name, i've been praising You too much.
i called my parents, they went to see Ricardo earlier but he had left to the burial grounds. thanks guys for showing up for me. i feel completely shitty being so far away from him. i really wanted to be there for him. dude, stop thanking me man, i've seriously done nothing you wouldn't have done for me, just wish i could do more for you and your family.
i wanted to go shopping today but got a little delayed so decided to change my plans. this morning my boxes for shipping my stuff arrived, all i gotta do now and pack and call them, ship it off and i'm all set to board the plane. you know after recieving the boxes, i sat down and watched Formula One, and it was fucking worth it. to hear the commentators after such a long time thru the season screaming out the name M-I-C-H-A-E-L S-C-H-U-M-A-C-H-E-R, and he did pull the Ferrari magic rabbit out of the hat again by taking his first pole of the season, his career 64th (one short of the all time record, set by none other than the great Ayrton Senna). oh man just watching that qualifying lap, and the fact that Ric's dad just past away, i realized how much i missed my dad, moisting up my eyes, i miss him, i miss them all, my mom, my brother poking at me and....
and all this for how long more, how long more? too much words said between me and time, to much time between me and her. too much wind between me and the streets.
later...
and guess what, i'm going back there. i'm actually packing my bags, all excited to go back to that place, yes, that place!! oh God, give me strength, oh God, give me the patience to live it out. hey Big Guy, i just have one thing to ask You, no more surprises please, for fuck sakes Dude i've seriouly had enough and stop giving Yourself a bad name, i've been praising You too much.
i called my parents, they went to see Ricardo earlier but he had left to the burial grounds. thanks guys for showing up for me. i feel completely shitty being so far away from him. i really wanted to be there for him. dude, stop thanking me man, i've seriously done nothing you wouldn't have done for me, just wish i could do more for you and your family.
i wanted to go shopping today but got a little delayed so decided to change my plans. this morning my boxes for shipping my stuff arrived, all i gotta do now and pack and call them, ship it off and i'm all set to board the plane. you know after recieving the boxes, i sat down and watched Formula One, and it was fucking worth it. to hear the commentators after such a long time thru the season screaming out the name M-I-C-H-A-E-L S-C-H-U-M-A-C-H-E-R, and he did pull the Ferrari magic rabbit out of the hat again by taking his first pole of the season, his career 64th (one short of the all time record, set by none other than the great Ayrton Senna). oh man just watching that qualifying lap, and the fact that Ric's dad just past away, i realized how much i missed my dad, moisting up my eyes, i miss him, i miss them all, my mom, my brother poking at me and....
and all this for how long more, how long more? too much words said between me and time, to much time between me and her. too much wind between me and the streets.
later...
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