Day 5 Something you want to tell someone but can’t do it in person.
What are we? That confuses me? We text almost every day and I miss you. You are one of the only people I will continue to make plans with even when they fall through. I don’t know anymore. we’ve been texting like when we first met.
A black man walks into a cafe and notices he is the only black man there. A white man approaches him and calmly says,
"Sorry, sir, no coloured people are allowed here."
The black man was infuriated. “Excuse me? When I was born, I was black. When I grew up, I was black. When I’m cold, I’m black. When I go in the sun, I’m black. When I’m sick, I’m black. And when I die, I’ll be black.
But you, kind sir, when you were born, you were pink, when you grew up, you were white, when you’re cold, you’re blue, when you go in the sun, you’re red, when you’re sick, you’re green, and when you die, you’ll be purple.
For Mirtha because she has been through a lot and we haven’t gotten a chance to actually talk in a while. I miss her. I have to get together with her before my birthday because hopefully I’m getting another tattoo. I want her opinion.
If children have the ability to ignore all odds and percentages, then maybe we can all learn from them. When you think about it, what other choice is there but to hope? We have two options, medically and emotionally: give up or fight like hell. -:Lance Armstrong