But Orlando Jones Knows The Bus Stop, too.

January 17, 2008 | Category: In My Life

They say to you that there's something bad in your brain. The size of golf ball. But no worries, yeah?

And at first, I was afraid (but not petrified). Thought, I'm not ready to leave this life. But then I bounced back, because there's no other good option that I've found. I made soup and loved my family and painted the dining room.

And then I fell down again.

Because I'm still afraid. It's still there. I don't want it there, but it is and no matter how hard I try I can't make it go away from my body or my awareness.

I fell down and stayed down. And cried.

Yes.

Then someone called. Said they had work for me. The real thing, and a little money behind it.

And so I worked a bit. And taught my son some new sight words. And went for a long swim.

And now, I think, I'm almost standing. Not yet dancing. And still afraid.

But more here than before.

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