2nd july - sight of the moon at night
(to outsider dallas winston)
dear dally,
the other day i played paintball. before that i was pretty anxious about getting hit and getting atomic bombs lookalike bruises on limbs. and then it happened, i got shot. one in the arm. and it was a pretty big bruise. true to form, like an atomic bomb. or the sight of the moon at night with rings of clouds around it.
it was painful, but i discovered something else. i was quite proud of it. it looked like i got in a fight and when people saw it, they'd be like "what'd the other guy looked like?!" i showed it to everyone. and loved it when they cringed. "that gotta hurt!" they said. hell yeah it hurted. but it also felt like; strong. unwimpy. macho. and brave. it was like a badge of honor.
that one moment in time, i kinda know what it was like to be in your shoes.
i'm sorry johnny died. and i'm sorry... you died.
sincerely,
neri.