The human body is so naturally percussive and rhythmic. I was just stretching, breathing and counting, and my joints were cracking on the same beat every time. 🤦🏾♂️ God is cold for that.
It was a heavy Jamaican accent over the phone calling me at work. “Turn on de television! Dey say Mockle Jockson is dead!” It had finally happened, and I couldn’t believe how calm I was. Then the rest of the day my cell phone was blowing up with people checking on me.
6.25.09🕊️
I was fixing dinner for my four year old son when he told me, “Daddy, I’m just playing, having my time.” He was playing with his new Transformers toy. I got him from school early, we got haircuts together, lunch, and then a movie. It was a good mental health day for both of us.