tonight, b called me. it’s been a minute since
we’ve spoke on the phone. i can’t even remember the last time we did. i had to
tell b tonight that without him, my life in apex wouldn’t have been as magical
as it was. he was one of the major forces dictating the direction of my life
during that time. he said his daughter is 12 years old, about to be a teenager.
i remember when he had her in ‘09. '09!! whenever b and i speak, it’s always a
good conversation. i ain’t never met nobody that has a more interesting life
than him. life happens, and it happens to him often. i’ve always admired people
who tell stories from experience because it shows their ability to take risks
and live life in the present. perhaps also because i want to see that same
courage in myself. it’s wild because he remembered my number by heart. that’s
some real shit. only persons number i remember besides my immediate family from
my apex days is mindie. she gave me her number by our lockers on a piece of
paper and it’s forever engrained in my head. she’s married with a kid now, go
figure.
life happens, but i’m glad i have people like b who can bring a bit of magic to my life like i’m a teenager growing up in the late 2000’s again.
-ratha, 11:34pm, 1.13.22