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UnSent Letter

5.31.20

Hey,

I know we don't talk much. Life seems to be moving slowly. Yet, we are forced to grow up rapidly. Times are weird we are encouraged to go voice our opinion. People starting to become uncomfortable with distancing. Hatred rising up to the top showing some people have more demons they letting us battle with. I know you just traveled back home to see your father. Sorry I cannot physically do anything. I am sorry your situation sucks even though I know no details of your life (that's just how I be). It does not mean I care less or care more. It means the universe in my words, "God brought us magically together." They say opposites attract, but the energy I want to bring seem to flock us closer together. It means my crew, your crew and we'll battle this shitty dark world together.

It means I'm praying for you. Praying for this world. Praying for health. Praying for safety. Praying for hatred to dissipate. Praying for justice. Just praying even harder than before. I know you'll be alright you aren't stupid enough to go light a building on fire. Even though these compounding quarantine days makes us go mentally insane. I know you're safe even if I haven't spoken up. I know these are just words that I can't formulate into a sentence because my world's barely kept together as well. I am susceptible to toxicity, negativity and others too. Trying to break the bad habit. I don't know your family details and I don't know what it's like to even have a father alive it's been at least 20 years now friend for me. 

I know I could have gone one way or the other. I somehow crawled out of the bunker on the brighter side. I remember those pivotal moments vividly. Yes, I got choked in class and decided not to retaliate and my consequence was a fucking detention because it's fair? The system fucking fails because the teacher didn't pay attention to do their job, fairness it equates to both sides being punished, I had visible bruising of the trachea, and didn't press charges. Hindsight shows how those moments started to shape me and they tell me how shitty it is to ask for a response when it shocked my core existence. Is it fair to hold someone's life in your decision making. Sorry I took this moment to tangent to a little about me.

Your quarantine should be over by the time this is shown. Yet you have to keep safe because people are protesting and being arrested. Stay safe & stay healthy. The extended protection is what I ask God for. That one day we'll eat steak and do nothing but enjoy this clean air Washington sometimes bring. Prayers for more memorable moments with your family. Praying for safe travels. Like I told you not much has changed for me. Just getting anxious of being able to do things as they open up. Really crying for a haircut and new direction in life. I just won some $$$ so I'm sitting okay at the moment. Trying to keep up with this game called life. Keep up with me things I find interesting will continue to be shared.

Thank You reminding me to breathe friend~