#neverforgetwhoeyouare
Lived my whole life
near water or mountains
and lemme tell ya,
there's nothin like wakin up
next to something beautiful.
I spent all of this weekend drinkin,
partyin and just havin an all around
great time with people I love.
This past month, man oh man,
did I seriously have to revisit
some things that I thought I needed
to stay the hell away from, but
whoh how wrong I was.
Jimmy Buffett songs and
Brand New shows,
takin life as it comes
and givin up everything
for a chance at love.
I can write about God
and morality and whatnot
but if I really dig deep down,
what really matters to me
are the quiet moments.
Those seemingly insignificant
memories, such as teaching
my very young cousin #3 how
to fold toilet paper, so that
his *** didn't itch, evidently
his dad couldn't teach him that.
Am I still a boy?
Hell yes I am, and hopefully
always will be, never giving up
that magic, that wondrous sense
of possibility.
Is it a bad thing, that in moments
of forgetfulness I greet my grandmother
as Wendy Lady and she replies, "Hello Boy."?
Do I still watch the Goonies with rapture
and bliss and yell "Hey you guys!!!"
And yet I have walked through fire and death,
seen darkness in all his guises,
lived and ate and breathed horror
as only Conrad can recount.
I can cook, and clean, and provide for myself;
having lived off and on alone for years
so dare you not think me a child,
but my god I'll never give up that
sense of life, that belief and hope
that any and every day may yet be
and adventure worth the telling.
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 2:02 AM UTC