September Birthdays

[jmaui]

Has it really only been three weeks since I got here?
Has it really only been 23 days since I left Miami?

I thought I couldn't get used to it.
I thought it would be easy to leave after two years.

I'm starting to doubt all of it.
This town protects me from the real world still.

We drove through the country-side for hours.
But when the night fell, I couldn't wait to get back her to old G-Ville.

I can't wait to see my friends.
I can't wait to sleep in my bed.

I can't wait to see my family, and give them all big hugs and kisses.
I can't wait to give them there gifts that I have yet to complete.

I can wait to hear their voices, and all the negativity that comes with them.
Maybe this weekend will be worry free.

Maybe this weekend, being in Miami, I won't have to worry about what I shouldn't have to worry about.
Who am I kidding. If I'm in any sort of communication with my family, I worry.

I worry about their health, and about their happiness.
Cuz it never seems enough.

But I've taken on this moto. Always be happy, Never Satisfied.
Always strive for more, but be happy with what you have right now.

Some of my family has known this saying longer than I've been alive.
Since before I was even conceived.

Yet most of them don't live it.
Some of them even realize when I'm with them, they do, and they admire how I do.

Yet they still don't live it. Why don't they just feel happy?
Why don't they just smile, and think, it's all going to be ok?

Because people don't feel like their alive if they don't have problems.
I love life. And I don't have any major problems.
I love my life. I'm happy.