Tales of a Lone Wolf...
A look through the eyes of a man on the Journal through life.
|Wow…..I haven’t written anything in a while now and that is because there has been so much going on. A few weeks back my life was turned upside down due to the whole family front taking me away from WDC , and the truth is I don’t know if I’ll be back here like I was in a while, but I’ll try to keep regular updates when I can. My summer isn’t going like I would have planned in the least. What I want to do and what I’m doing are two different things.
I wrote a couple of Newsletters for WDC….they weren’t all that to be honest I felt they could have been better I did receive a comment on one of them though it wasn’t very encouraging at all. Sometimes just sometimes, I would like people to keep their opinion to themselves and or try to open their eyes to the possibility of something without always seeing negative…eh whatever.
I came close to death yesterday, and it is not the first time, but this time was very close. I have had time to reflect over the events that took place, which at the time I had to laugh at because it was just so crazy. I will now remember to always cross at the light although there is no guarantee that will keep me alive although there is a better chance I will live I think. I was just making a simple run across the street, which I should not have tried to do because of an injury I suffered a few weeks previous, and a trip to the store almost turned into my last trip I would ever make.
I began to run and things were going fine until about the middle of the road where it felt like my leg was being pulled and as I went down differing thoughts went through my head one being oh crap this is going to hurt to Why am I falling? Then the street rushed up to meet me though what was really happening was that I was rushing to the street not the other way around. It is strange the things you think about as you stare death in the face. I lay there in the street as the cars were coming toward me wondering if they would stop or if I would end up under the tires of one of them I know a sick thing to think about but it was a weird situation.
As I lay there, I do not know for how long it was, but I know my brother and sister both were there with me struck with the fear of me possibly dying out in the middle of the street. I am there older brother, and the thought of them seeing something like that happen in front of them helped me quickly roll out of the way of the oncoming cars, although at the time I didn’t realize how bad I had hurt myself and I didn’t realize that until today after everything was over.
I have had many ideas that run through my head on a daily basis dealing with a number of things I just wish I had more time to do all that I want to do, but who doesn’t wish they had more time?
Thoughts tend to plague me about all the things that are on my mind or need to be written down or set into motion. The poems that has passed through my mind are both intense and very new to me like someone is speaking into my ear telling me what to write I haven’t added anything new to my port in a while so I might start with a few of those. Oh, and I have a wonderful little sister she is the reason I wrote this blog, and if you want to read something awesome check out her port inrain.
On another note I haven’t heard word one from my amazing Rising Star sponsor Gothic Angel gone if you have some time and want a good read check out her port as well. I myself have a couple of Rising Stars that deserve a bit of time in this blog of mine starting with Wiskers an amazing writer who has the talent to take something and turn it into an adventure for not only herself but her readers as well. Adrianna is an all around great writer of both poems and stories, and a sense of humor that will have you laughing all the time.
Well this is all for now, but I’ll try not to make it so long until I write again.