standstill

It is thirty days before Christmas.
It is thirty-seven days before the year 2008.
It is my first day of being a bum.
It is the first day of the rest of my life. Why am I not moving?

family vaults

My brother has taught me the value of being an emotional vault.
Impenetrable silence is what he exhibits even while being being screamed at, pleaded with or threatened. The fact that he can refrain from crying under almost all circumstances makes it all the more heartbreaking when you do see him break.
I don't know if I've stopped crying because I've been pushed past the point of jaded or if its because I have very close reference material to emulate.

And the lessons keep coming

At twenty-eight I learned the value of an insult well hurled. And I learned that it hurt double when it was from someone you looked up to and couldn't really fault.
And then I learned to hurl back.