and not just for me, too.
life lessons,
and death promises.
Memory seems to be getting worse.
Forgetting things I promised,
stuff to do,
things to say,
not to say.
I'm afraid.
that one day,
I'll forgot how to be.
Need the long weekend break.
Hell awaits me,
back in the air-conditioned jungles.
but you know what?
It can wait.
3 days to recuperate,
drink,
party,
and be merry.
Then I'll take on the wild.
but till then,
Hell can wait.
