📖 STORY TIME 📖 Take a seat.
Brought up to keep my lows under my hat, and continue working hard. I had to share this one and go against the grain.
At a self proclaimed low, leading up to Camp Yoga California, I'm burnt out and broken.
Life in a different country, state, province, or side street, month by month is harder than I thought.
After experiencing my ultimate low, I was laying there and I heard my Dad say, "Get up boy, it's time to go to work!"
So I got up and that day I met Walter, seen above. He brought me right back to where I need to be. He lives on the street I'm sleeping on in Venice.
We got to chatting and I sensed he was experiencing a low. Told him I had something for him and gave him a case of beer. He was floored, as though I'd given him a $1000. He wanted to watch the game with me, but was too embarrassed to invite me in, because of his current situation. Something about tv and internet not working, I told him I could fix it.
Mum, this is where you stop reading 😉
Walter is in a gang. Just had his car impounded, and is getting chased for money.
For whatever reason, this guy opened his heart right up to me,
After watching him throw five lines up his nose, we make our way out to dinner as his stories continue.
Been to jail twice. Done things he's not proud of.
And then he told me about love. A father to an incredible 15 year old daughter. A broken marriage of his own demise. The new love of his life in Vegas, where he chooses not to go because of his commitment to his daughter.
This guy was real. He was so passionate.
Love is love. No matter how you spin it. It's not easy, and I want you all to have it. So does Walter.
Each of you are a part of my why. Sometimes I just miss you, especially my family, and I forget.
All it takes is to listen. This time, to listen to a gang member roll a sweet verse of love on me.
And just like that, it's time to go back to work. Thanks Dad.
#loveislove #donttellmum #lifeontheroad