Pockets

Relations,

As I emptied my pocket's a while ago, in preparation for cleansing and Baptism, I counted nine items in my all four pockets. For a very brief moment that I extended as long as I possibly could - I want you to know that I stretched the moment out as hard and long as I could...

...with all my might I did, I tell you.

I had the house telephone in my left rear pocket, my cellular devise in my rear right and one red bandanna tucked in and out of same...

...I thought about this as I showered and I sure as hell hope no one thought of me as a "Crip". Like?

My right front pocket had three pop tops, because I save them in a large mayonnaise jar thinking that someday some body might could use them, you see? The right pocket also had my garden snips in it. In my left, I had an eight point Ninja Star - because I am a Ninja! And it also included my emergency inhaler...

...and a pocket full of Trojans, some of them used. Wait! Wait! I know! I just couldn't help myself. Really! But, that shit was clever right there! Funny too! So, I smile. A lot.

Pardon the Trojan reference, really. This small piece of my day was something I wanted to share with you, my Relation's. There is no one here to talk with, so I have talks with you. And I wonder if anyone really knows how important this is for me. How therapeutic this is for the all of Me's.

I am blessed and I am thankful. Thank you, from my heart and Spirit's.

These flashbacks to my younger years were right good and fun. Did not pick up any negative or horrific memories from within my pockets. I remember having my pockets full as a boy. When I was way young I would always keep a few marbles in my pocket - I never knew when a match would come up. I only met two people better than me at marble's - both of the Gurrrr's. My sister Theresa and my other sister Lana Del Boca Raton. Yeah, I won sometimes, but these two were better than most other boys I played. Oh yes, there was Kat too! Damn it! What fun it was.

Bella's..............