The boys congregate in my yard due to my milkshake skills
Hey Guys,
And by Guys I mean Kali and maybe 1 or 2 other people. Hello. Life is good and many things and have changed. I've loved and lost both friends and lovers. I've made friends that relationships that have forever changed me. I have been reborn through the fires of hardship and misfortune. My resolve and passion tempered in the heat of adversity.
But to lose all the philosophical bullshit and emotional cross of crap that surely everyone bears, I am in better shape than I was playing tackle back in high school, I have friends and family that love me and nothing but opportunity and challenge ahead of me. I am awaiting on one especially anxiety inducing letter, but assuming all goes well then and it will, this life will be an amazing one.
I'm here in Baltimore and everything seems to have changed except the people. My brother has a cool fiancé and my sister another bun in the oven. My brother reminds me of me nearly 3 years ago. Priorities in the same area. I love that guy so damn much. As for the sister, 4 years ago I would say I didn't have one. Now I have one that I love. Time heals. I have adopted family further up north and down south. Man I feel as old as the grey hairs on my head.
I never felt so alone, but I never felt so ALIVE! It's akin to being stranded in the utah salt flats. No landmarks in sight just the ground me and the sun overhead. Some would call this desolate but when you get down to it no matter where you go there is nothing holding you back, limitless possibilities no path except the one you set. Ultimate freedom and yet no one to shape it, no one to share the path with. The kind of alone where you close your eyes hopping to feel the warmth of her fingers interlocking with mine again and knowing that all there is, is the fantastic sting of the cold day breeze reassuring you that hope is not an option for you. Alone, Alive and Me all me as much as I can't stand. Don't read into that too much, it's diarrhea of the mouth.
On the lighter side, Pediatrics in two weeks and I think that I will publish this year. I ran quite a bit this last month and I realized how much I miss that second wind of adrenaline that shoot down your spine numbing everything inferior of my C4 vertebra giving off a sensorium of levitation, cruising down the sidewalk in a wheezy asthma induced high. The C-tease to this one is that its back to frigid Michigan and those damned treadmills that are out to tear my ACL. Those things as high on my list. Not Mime bad but up there. Near LECOM administration level and people who don’t use turning signals, but above rotten peanut level (ps: those things can cause liver cancer )
Enough of this babble I’m out. Still diggin you panda, always.
And by Guys I mean Kali and maybe 1 or 2 other people. Hello. Life is good and many things and have changed. I've loved and lost both friends and lovers. I've made friends that relationships that have forever changed me. I have been reborn through the fires of hardship and misfortune. My resolve and passion tempered in the heat of adversity.
But to lose all the philosophical bullshit and emotional cross of crap that surely everyone bears, I am in better shape than I was playing tackle back in high school, I have friends and family that love me and nothing but opportunity and challenge ahead of me. I am awaiting on one especially anxiety inducing letter, but assuming all goes well then and it will, this life will be an amazing one.
I'm here in Baltimore and everything seems to have changed except the people. My brother has a cool fiancé and my sister another bun in the oven. My brother reminds me of me nearly 3 years ago. Priorities in the same area. I love that guy so damn much. As for the sister, 4 years ago I would say I didn't have one. Now I have one that I love. Time heals. I have adopted family further up north and down south. Man I feel as old as the grey hairs on my head.
I never felt so alone, but I never felt so ALIVE! It's akin to being stranded in the utah salt flats. No landmarks in sight just the ground me and the sun overhead. Some would call this desolate but when you get down to it no matter where you go there is nothing holding you back, limitless possibilities no path except the one you set. Ultimate freedom and yet no one to shape it, no one to share the path with. The kind of alone where you close your eyes hopping to feel the warmth of her fingers interlocking with mine again and knowing that all there is, is the fantastic sting of the cold day breeze reassuring you that hope is not an option for you. Alone, Alive and Me all me as much as I can't stand. Don't read into that too much, it's diarrhea of the mouth.
On the lighter side, Pediatrics in two weeks and I think that I will publish this year. I ran quite a bit this last month and I realized how much I miss that second wind of adrenaline that shoot down your spine numbing everything inferior of my C4 vertebra giving off a sensorium of levitation, cruising down the sidewalk in a wheezy asthma induced high. The C-tease to this one is that its back to frigid Michigan and those damned treadmills that are out to tear my ACL. Those things as high on my list. Not Mime bad but up there. Near LECOM administration level and people who don’t use turning signals, but above rotten peanut level (ps: those things can cause liver cancer )
Enough of this babble I’m out. Still diggin you panda, always.