You wanna know something interesting about me? I feel symphonies in my soul. Sometimes they are so gentle and sweet, they actually bring tears to my eyes. These symphonies are the score of my experiences on this side of the Sun. So much music… I dream in poetry. Not haiku, not the type of poetry they teach in school (that never made me feel anyway), no, the type of poetry that I dream is real. I dream of city blocks, candy trucks, fried fish sandwiches, smiling faces, and hard times. Each victory is cemented as an extraordinary stanza. Each loss singes those stanzas. Yet, I push through defiantly. I Love from a place other than here. I can’t Love from this place because I don’t consider what some do here Loving. No, it’s liking predicated on a set of requirements, expectations, deliverables, and lastly, comparisons. Liking based on an opportunity is not what I choose to do. Me, I Love as though my eyes are closed. I Love from the very place that I was denied by most as a child. Somehow, I was able to pick the lock on a Love so sweet, I find myself stealing a little only for me. I don’t apologize for that, yet, I consider it selfishly necessary. I worry about the state of the world. I think that we have become so self-absorbed that we are losing space and consideration for others. I hold my trauma in the same cup that I drink from most nights. It seems to weaken the demons. My smile in a place where others are clearly not is a disguise. However, they’ll never notice that because they don’t see me. They’re afraid to. I miss my Mother’s collard greens, sweet potato pie, and cheese cake so much that I can’t express it appropriately. I HATE motionless beds more than I hate beds with motion, yet, no emotion. My bed is motionless. Simply put, motion with no emotion doesn’t work for me. Well, I guess that’s it for now. Be well today………. Patrick

This week, please do something for someone other than yourself for no other reason than to make their lives better. As always, if you make it to where you’re going, please don’t forget to leave a map for the rest of us. Always Choose Love Because Love Changes Everything.

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