Friday, August 28, 2009
I was drafted into the Army and got really scared about it...walked down to the river and sit on the steps of the quay, watched the river flow for a long time. Let my troubles drift downstream with the flow.
When I was going back home, found this green marble in the floor, pick it up and in a whim, went to your door instead : “- Please, I said, keep this while I’m away, for good luck.”.
Never asked you no more about the green marble, in fact never talked that much with you anymore, but it sure gave me luck. Some kind of goodness people do unto others that get by unsaid, but not forgotten (I wish).