I Needed

“Boldness – If I choose to loiter in this day I will lose it, and tomorrow will be the sa1me, and I will end up lamenting the lost days” -By Wayne Wyder.

I needed a person who would cook my [spoiled] goose when my train was about to derail and he would fix the shocks. I needed a fellow who bothered to know that before the Italians could cover my feet I had cracked heels.

I needed a fellow who will know the origin of all the scars on my body, I needed one who knew why I engaged the services of a bespoke tailor – that the main reason was because my body was shapeless at some point. I needed a fellow who knew that “my brother is a reflection of me. I can’t fly if he is falling”.

I needed the one who understood that when I was with him we were neither strangers nor club attendees, nor colleagues. I am saying I needed the one who knew that he is not my leader but my vein. I needed the one who was willing to walk alongside me all the time.

I needed a fellow who lived beyond his feelings but knew that as a brother we would always carry each other’s microscopes in order to zoom our blood. I needed a fellow that knew that his emotions/feelings could not build both of us but could provide either of us with a tent.

I needed a fellow who had his pad when the other fellow was jettisoned by his own plane because he had allowed today to pose as yesterday forgetting that today cannot be tomorrow. Yes, I mean I needed the one who also had a pad when the misnomer was introduced into the other fellow’s plane and fermented the other fellow’s gum trees thinking they were impressed trees.

I mean the one who knew that we are both together in this and he allowed me to have his ear when we walked, I mean the one who knew to listen to reason.