Denied
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under.
A memory came to me mid afternoon yesterday. I was laying on my bed 10 minutes before I set off to work, trying to relax, when i caught a short glance of a patch of grass outside. It reminded me of a field i once went traipsing across some years ago. Me and two other kids, who i haven't seen for years, met up one Saturday afternoon. We just hung about all day, around a cricket pitch and his local area. I don't know why, but it is one of the most intense memories i have, i can actually feel how i felt then and re-create the moment in a second. Everything back then seemed like an adventure. One of the kids i was with that day was Dan. If there is one person i truly regret losing contact with, its him. I got on so well with him. I called him about 4 years ago, we talked on the phone about how life had changed since first school. He hated his second school, and so did i. I always felt as though if we had gone to the same second school, things would have been a lot happier....we would have probably started a band. I saw him on the bus a few months back, we didn't say anything to each other, neither of us was strong enough to break the deadlock.
The other kid that came with us that day was Scott. Now he came to my second school. You should have seen us in the first 2 years there. We only hung around with each other, and we used to turn up to school late because we hated going. It would be 10:30 in the morning and we would be walking to school, pretending we had missed the bus. They were dark days and its taking a long time to get over it. But you can't be a victim forever.
Never mind future hurdles we must face, some are still getting over the last ones they jumped. You do have to lay the past to bed, and i never feel good if i get nostalgic. Whatever has happened though, it is the past.
A memory came to me mid afternoon yesterday. I was laying on my bed 10 minutes before I set off to work, trying to relax, when i caught a short glance of a patch of grass outside. It reminded me of a field i once went traipsing across some years ago. Me and two other kids, who i haven't seen for years, met up one Saturday afternoon. We just hung about all day, around a cricket pitch and his local area. I don't know why, but it is one of the most intense memories i have, i can actually feel how i felt then and re-create the moment in a second. Everything back then seemed like an adventure. One of the kids i was with that day was Dan. If there is one person i truly regret losing contact with, its him. I got on so well with him. I called him about 4 years ago, we talked on the phone about how life had changed since first school. He hated his second school, and so did i. I always felt as though if we had gone to the same second school, things would have been a lot happier....we would have probably started a band. I saw him on the bus a few months back, we didn't say anything to each other, neither of us was strong enough to break the deadlock.
The other kid that came with us that day was Scott. Now he came to my second school. You should have seen us in the first 2 years there. We only hung around with each other, and we used to turn up to school late because we hated going. It would be 10:30 in the morning and we would be walking to school, pretending we had missed the bus. They were dark days and its taking a long time to get over it. But you can't be a victim forever.
Never mind future hurdles we must face, some are still getting over the last ones they jumped. You do have to lay the past to bed, and i never feel good if i get nostalgic. Whatever has happened though, it is the past.
posted by A.Lee at 5:54 AM
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