I've finally made it back to Southfield, I really missed it. Got to kick it yesterday outside for the squad typical "Sunday Run", Nothin but fun as always. Talked my shit, caught up with a few folks who had not really seen me since I've caught this injury. Its doing better, though despite the fact this is close to a month of me being injured. Mind you I have another 3-4months ahead of me for a full recovery, I have had a injury like this in a while. Havent really seen clippers in a minute still, I know I need my hair braided eventually before my Friday doctor appointment. I'm content with the fact I've gotten the ball rolling on a recovery, though now I'm more so concerned about having to change plans yet again. I didnt intend on this happening, but that is life I guess. I sat back, Chilled od'd on my music and shed a few tears as to why me? Then I spoke to a few and was told "Life throws curveballs at you" speech/lecture, which is dandy and expected so now I have to rebound again. Make the critics eat the words, and I told my godfather that "Damn I back at square one". He actually said something to me that actually made me feel a tad better, and that was "No, your not back at square one. Your at square two, which is a new square and you still made progress that no one can take away from you. So lets worry about getting that leg of yours right, and we'll talk about moving to square three."
Which made me realize what he said (This time) was dead true, So that raised my next question to myself. Whats next after rehab, and i'm back up and running on this leg? Only time will tell and I've been doing better in place of talking out my plan, by just keeping it to myself and those I spoke with. Anything can be accomplished...Deadass Though...Remember the rain.
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