going to the game last night was fantastic, i’m
thinking i should get out the house more. looking at the city in the cab back
to kendall square inspired me. there’s so many people out here to meet, so many
women to connect with, so many new things to experience. i had this talk two
years ago with dono when dbaze, franko, reggie, reza, and sebastian went out to
rosemont. i owe it to both of us to live life on max. with dono gone, i feel
like i’m living for the both of us. i still remember driving home in the
sequoia telling him how getting out made me feel like someone new. i wanted to
call him on the way home and tell him about my night at the td garden. because
i couldn’t, i day dreamnt about what he would tell me in between high beams and
brake lights on I-93. dono would prolly laugh and tell me i needa take a break
from staying in, then go on to reflect on how that night at rosemont was two
years ago. two years ago…it feels much longer than that though, hanging with
dono feels like a lifetime ago. damn, i miss my brother so much. i go through
phases where i stay in, then i go out, then i stay in, then i go out. it’s like
waves of comfort -> fomo -> change of pace -> staying in.
i think i’m in a change of pace phase at the moment…
-ratha, 9:45am, 2.11.22