I was lucky as a child to be around my grandmother Arellanes who believed in the Garden of Eden; the magical place where the lion laid down with the lamb. Later on in life I met a girl who cared about me and as a family lived quite well with each other because they were good. I did not realize it at the time but if you are with good people, good feelings rub off on you making life in the brain a little better. When I went in the service I met a 4.0 gentleman who was truly a good man and some of that rubbed off on this body of mine. When I dropped out I met the lovely ladies of the communes who cared about my being and those feelings were felt deep in the system that is now my body and environment.
The emotional roller coaster of life is tempered by the damper of cool, a place where I understand what life gives us and that is life where the blood pressure is high but normal, where pain moves around my structure knowing that time gives us a cliché of wonderful color and sensibility.
I learned some time ago that wanting was a bitter pill to take.