Homecoming
This week the Blue Angels are having a show over San Francisco. I've already booked a bunk at a hostel in the City. And I looking forward to the show. But more then that I'm looking forward to going to my old neighborhood. I've tried a couple times before, but couldn't work up the nerve to do it.
I don't know how I feel about it yet, about going back. All I know is come hell or high water I will walk from Santa Clara Central Pack to Maryann DR this Sunday. Have to do it know, because I'm just not going to get another chance, my time is up. I feel that I'm setting goals for my self that I can't meet. Setting myself up for a fall. Last week I went to my grandfather's grave. In August my fathers grave. In November I'll be visiting another more ominous grave. And I have no way of gauging if I'm ready.
I don't know how I feel about it yet, about going back. All I know is come hell or high water I will walk from Santa Clara Central Pack to Maryann DR this Sunday. Have to do it know, because I'm just not going to get another chance, my time is up. I feel that I'm setting goals for my self that I can't meet. Setting myself up for a fall. Last week I went to my grandfather's grave. In August my fathers grave. In November I'll be visiting another more ominous grave. And I have no way of gauging if I'm ready.