I am sitting here tonight at 12:15 AM in a small apartment browsing the internet on my laptop.
I just looked over to my cousin who is staying with me for a few weeks until he can find a full time job and some affordable housing and asked him the following question....
Do you ever think where you would be and what you would be doing if that storm hadn't came?
It's Wednesday, so I would probably be at my house sitting in the den playing an album and getting ready to teach a training class at my old office in the Red Cross building.
Maybe I would be sitting outside smoking a cigar and giving bones to Sandy.
Maybe I would be playing a game of pool on my table to relax.
Who knows where I would be....
I know I wouldn't be here......
You refugees understand.
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No one knows, that's in the past. I tell you over and over leave it alone. I know it hurts just to think about what happen and the lost. But look at it you still have those beautiful girls. Thats enough for you to start thinking about what you would like to do or where you want to be in the future. You are here now Cliff. Don't get me wrong sometimes I wonder. I think letting go would do you some good.
I'd be sitting on my steps with yellow rollers in my hair talking about nothing and smiling at the 20 year plan...
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