WRITE POST

I’m starting a new routine where I write a post every Monday, rewrite it every Wednesday, and post it on Friday.

So here goes nothing:

I need to start gathering my thoughts.

A lot has happened this past year and a half, hasn’t it?

I drove across country to move back home in April and now I’m trying to figure out how to drive back across the country to move back to LA more than a year later.

I fell in love. Twice??

I hung out with my best friends for the first time in a long time. And as adults turns out to be more fun!

Sal! Brandon! Abdullah! Wesley! Timmy! Zach!

A long time ago my father was killed.

Sorry for the passive voice, but it builds suspense…

WHO KILLED MY DAD?

MY DAD KILLED BY WHOM?

MY BROTHER (and his friend) KILLED MY DAD.

And then I forgave them at dad’s funeral.

I forgave you.

YOU.

This is for you, Tucker.

It’s too hard to write through all this grief.

And it’s even harder to live through it sometimes.

But we have too much to talk about and not enough time to talk during.

What do you think about killing DAD?

I wanna talk to my brother.

Both of my brothers:

One who may never speak again

And another who may never be free again.

Honestly, take your best guess as to who’s who?