•Monday•
Sometimes I wish I could be a kid again. Wait ... again could mean I'd just shrink and still know every I know now. And some of the things I know now are what I'd like to erase. So more like totally starting over. Taking innocence back. You think too much when you're older. Maybe because you've already asked tons of annoying questions as a kid? Thinking too much isn't a good thing. Yet, I find myself doing it so frickin often.
I remember a couple nights before I left the Caribbean to come back to the U.S., I talked to some good friends and they mentioned how great it was.
"I saw you suffocating here, Angel Boi. I'm so glad you're getting out."
And that's how I felt. I was choking. The thought of going back to that scares me. Even for a little while. That while wouldn't be under my control.