Why am I having difficulty writing this at the moment?
I am still in Richmond, but Richmond is no longer in me.
Do you know what I mean? Honestly, I don’t even know what I mean but I would like to think that I do. Like, I know Richmond can’t be in me because a whole city inside my body will cause me to expand, which, you know, the skin can only expand so much.
So what do I mean? What does anything mean? Why am I still here? Everything in my body is telling me to leave this city which holds so many of my burdens, mistakes, and, the happiest moments of my life.
Why am I here?
I am here because my heart refuses to give up
No no! Not today, not tomorrow, not even yesterday (get it, because I am still in Richmond when I said I was leaving the city (but, what if, at that point in time, I meant something more than leaving Richmond, it was a strange day))
(Wait, let’s continue with that thought).
(Okay now it’s gone).
I’m not leaving;
I may be in complete turmoil and a little crazy at the moment, but I know myself enough to know that if I leave under a state of duress……… whats the word..
I would being a fucking bitch
No, I refuse to deny my present circumstances, because they are nothing but an illusion.
I will leave Richmond once I knock out this beast, this depression;
I will leave Richmond when the fight is over;
I will leave Richmond when I WANT to leave Richmond.
This is my life, I am in charge here. My past doesn’t define me and the my future….
My future?
Is MY future.
With Love and Sincerity,
Jose Michael
