Yet I am just a man still learning how to fall…
Yesterday was fascinating. I learned a little about the moon, green corn, and shell shakers. I learned that everyone could be heartbroken (channel that energy, if you are reading this). I learned of a friend’s style, art, and generosity. I’m greatly appreciative of new poets; their words are forcing my hand to create more. I am grateful for friends, even though I know I’m hard to understand at times. I’m learning to take a chance, without worrying about the details first. I celebrated a friend’s birthday till the wee hours of the morning at the hi-lo, and then talked in depth of fears. I am learning my obstacles well. The Eubanks house felt like Wal-Mart on black friday (but with funky soulful music). Friends, rehashing old memories, sang Neutral Milk Hotel songs. I was certain the house would collapse before the party was over.