in your eyes
You know what I did not know how cool it is, even though it is something I have done for people more times than I can count? Being sung to sleep. I had no idea it would feel like that. I think I might have had the best sleep ever. And well Angel was asleep on my chest and Dwayne by my side so that made it pretty amazing to start with, but all of it was just exactly perfect. Even the talk before hand. We have been doing a lot of talking lately, about more than I have ever talked about with anyone, with any two people even. I think he knows me inside and out better than I know me sometimes.
And that is a good thing. Very good. I got an offer to play in Davos for the year… part of me just wants to say no, and part of me really wants to get out there and show… someone, anyone that I can still play. No injuries, or politics, or whatever, just me. But getting to do that is giving up every night with them, seeing Angel every day. Which I know you are sitting at the screen right now, and scrolling back up to make sure it is me, and it is. It just is.
He is more generous and amazing and… and million other words I could put right here, than I think I have any right to even think about deserving. And yet he still has more to give even when I think I have taken so much. All without complaint, or without worry, or without begrudging. I just sit back some days and wonder what happened in my life to make this all be a possibility. I know philosophical and shit, but it really does make me wonder.
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And that is a good thing. Very good. I got an offer to play in Davos for the year… part of me just wants to say no, and part of me really wants to get out there and show… someone, anyone that I can still play. No injuries, or politics, or whatever, just me. But getting to do that is giving up every night with them, seeing Angel every day. Which I know you are sitting at the screen right now, and scrolling back up to make sure it is me, and it is. It just is.
He is more generous and amazing and… and million other words I could put right here, than I think I have any right to even think about deserving. And yet he still has more to give even when I think I have taken so much. All without complaint, or without worry, or without begrudging. I just sit back some days and wonder what happened in my life to make this all be a possibility. I know philosophical and shit, but it really does make me wonder.
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