Tag: Memories
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November 14, 2022
Another weekend evaporated. Saturday, I watched Jo Koy and David A. Arnold on Netflix. I caught Dave Chappelle’s monologue on Saturday Night Live (SNL). Yesterday, I watched “Wakanda Forever.”. I thought it was good and I will probably go see it again. This morning, I left for work very early to drop my daughter off…
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November 9, 2022
Yesterday, the company I work for sent an email about donations for their Holiday Giving Drive through pledges. During lunch, one of the executives conducted a hard sell to get those pledges from employees going to and from lunch. For one hour and fifteen minutes, I stayed hidden at my desk, waiting to use the…
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November 3, 2022
The morning drive to work is indicative of the vibe this week. I am having a hard time mentally dealing with things. My job isn’t getting better, and the ad-hoc assignments that have nothing to do with my role are triggering negative memories and feelings from my previous job. I completed my 90-day probation; it…
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October 17, 2022
Another weekend vanished. Friday night I did a reaction video involving Bray Wyatt’s promo. Someone accused me of laughing but I wasn’t laughing because the promo wasn’t what I expected. I don’t think the person watched the video. I spent time drawing and sketching over the weekend. I had a lot on my mind and…
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October 4, 2022
Life is not a dream. It’s become evident that I’m on the same path as my late father. The journey is eerily similar; marital struggles, broken relationships with our kids, working forever with no retirement savings. In 2021, he died from Stage-4 colon cancer at 76. I’d be surprised if I lived past 60. I…
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September 21, 2022
Yesterday, I saw a dead bird along my walk during lunch. I was triggered momentarily. Death has been a constant presence in my life lately. By the way, “do you remember the 21st day of September? “September” by Earth, Wind, and Fire. Happy Hump Day.
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September 15, 2022
We are halfway through September. I haven’t started my downsizing project, which will put me behind schedule. Jaxx is getting more and more comfortable in his new home. My nephew started boot camp this week with the National Guard. Yesterday, my boss approached me about managing a team of project managers. It’s more responsibility, and…
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September 4, 2022
It’s a three-day weekend. Saturday went by quickly. I watched Clash at the Castle, a World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) Premium Live Event, which was very entertaining. We spent the day with Jaxx, who is getting comfortable with his new home. Today is the end of a week-long excessive heat warning. Tomorrow is the unofficial end…
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August 27, 2022
It’s been a week since Sammy’s death. We put away his things and picked up his remains. It is strange not having him around. Sometimes the universe unexpectedly fills the void with a loving presence; his name is Jaxx.
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August 25, 2022
It’s been a tough few days since Sunday riding the emotional ups and downs. The vibe at work is also off; people are going about their day, but there is this feeling of struggle. There’s a growing desire within me to run from the norm and create a new one so, I’m making plans for…
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August 13, 2022
My brothers, the twins, turned 53 years old. I learned last year that they, along with my mother and oldest sister, were responsible for my father’s death. A story for another time. One more month of summer, and it’s monsoon season.
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Birth
Seeds of resurrection. Childish games they continue playing. Those lingering lies were their truth as fairy tales. I stepped away. For a moment, my thoughts I quietly transcribed—a world of burning embers. I returned, and everything I knew turned to ashes. Memories no longer forgotten.
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January 31, 2022
I am finally feeling better. Word on the street is that another variant of Omicron is in circulation. Double-masked for a while. The new normal. Yesterday, I received a package from Brian; it was a set of legal documents for him to have administrative rights over my late father’s estate. An inciteful reminder of the…
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1965
November 27, 2021. Exactly fifty six years ago to the day, my parents forged a union. Tied by a secret circumstance. Our lives shaken by revelations in the wake of my father’s death. Everything we knew was covered in blood. Every excuse and obsession was in Jesus’ name. Our house divided, it was never meant…
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Lingering
Haunted by the dead and buried; acceptance denied due to the absence of closure. Grasping at the tattered hem of a garment; faith-seeking answers. Time dictates the pace of suffering; peace is a forced state of mind.
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