Hippy-Dippy Weatherman

For the first time in weeks, an element that brings out the calmer side of me emerges – rain. Well, we aren’t actually talking about a downpour here, but just a drizzle. That’s enough for me, I guess.

I don’t know. It seems like I’m a calmer guy, more eligible to chill when the clouds turn grey, and a hint of fog and drizzle is in the air. The song in my mind right now is Enigma’s confusing but equally calming Sadness (you know, the one with a 2 second bite of hot monkey sex), and Return to Innocence is probably the next track in my mental playlist.

But I just put in my Mike Francis tape. Oh well.

Going back, try to imagine it, if you will – Having a basic cup of hot chocolate and marshmallows, sitting down on your La-Z boy, facing a giant window with the view of a vast area of pine trees, wondering if it’s the rain or the wind that makes them sway back and forth.

Every day I spent at Brent when the weather was downright intolerable, I’d spend the whole time at my place, relaxing just like that – well, minus the La-Z boy and looking out a smaller window. They were part of the higher halcyon moments of my youth. That, and you can count in whenever we had pizza – from the Dining Hall or delivered. Anyway, now that God blessed us with a La-Z boy and a bigger window to look out at here in Camp 7, it just doesn’t feel as comforting as it used to be.

I’m probably gonna keep saying this, so start counting: If I had my own Mecca, it would be Brent Baguio. Nothing can compare to the 18 years I spent there.

My arms are just aching like anything right now, I don’t understand why. I need sleep. I haven’t had the same vigor I had a week ago…

…was it the effect of the consequence I had to take from something I reluctantly had to do last week? Hmm.

By the way, the Tournament Manager assigned to me in our Thesis is close to being the bomb-dig’ty, far fro’ tha shiznit. Fo shizzle mah dizzle, mah fizuckin’ nizzle. Ebonics aside, Thank GOD for giving me the wisdom, patience, focus and guidance to get to where I am today. And I’d like to thank the Academy.

Well, that’s it for now. Later.

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