[14 Jul 2007 Saturday]
5:15 AM - Guantanamo Bay, Cuba
my friend is leaving tomorrow...which is kind of sad because i'm almost sure i'll never see him again.
at least, i'm not going to get my hopes up.
however, i just realized...the only pieces of this friend i'll have left are...a pair of basketball shorts and some great advice.
the shorts i kept on purpose, i mean hell, they're comfy.
the advice was unsolicited but unbelievably helpful.
my friend says i'm worth it... and the advice was simply to believe that.though 'it' was never defined, just vaguely alluded to as everything.so apparently, i need to believe that i'm worth everything.
i'm going to miss the kid... bad.and wear the basketball shorts for pj's like they're going out of style.
and that's the Gospel truth.