Back in the Day
I remember a much simpler time when me and my brothers were simply mad about wrestlgin and took every night we had together as an opportunity to hold wrestling matches in the small room that we shared together. There was barely any space to do much but I loved those times cos we had so much fun together. Just as brothers should. Seems such a long time ago, was about 12 yrs ago I think.I remember driving my parents crazy as they kept coming into the room everytime they heard a thud from our room, which was probably one of us slamming the other into the matress, which was of course the ring.
Now things are so different, so fractured, and truth be told, is a large reason why going to Australia is the right thing to do for me. I come home to a much nicer house nowadays, big and spacious with my own room. But deep inside it realli hurts and I know that a house doesn't make a home. I miss having brothers. And a family. I just keep quiet but with everytime I have alone, I always tend to think about how things are so cruelly abnormal now it just doesn't make sense anymore. I miss those days, what I'd do to get them back.
Out.
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