Those November Boy's be Crazy...Submitted by Perk "Grownman Perkiness" man at 2016-10-10 21:10:51 EDT
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Please listen to this while you read... Drake- "Look What you've done"...
Those, "November boy's be crazy..."
I recall my aunt saying that, with her southern drawl, coming out of her mouth, as the peach cobbler' flew out of her mouth, with little tastes of juices and sugary fruit, comes out of her. My mother laughed, as she had me there, at only 6 years old, covered in mud, dirt, with crickets and a frog in my pocket.
My mother laughed, a hearty cute laugh, as she kissed me on the cheek, and sent me on my way with a swat to my bottom. As I heard her say to my auntie, "Perkman, just loves adventure"...
It's all those years ago, and I'm still that kid, still wild, crazy, and brazen. I guess sometimes you are just whom you are. It took me a while to find my purpose, and my place in this life... Some people find it at 18 years old, others at 25, for me it was a bit later.
Now I find myself, in meetings, with people that have worked with "so and so", or this guy, or that guy, meeting celebs, and people I never really thought I'd see... It's surreal.
I sometimes think of a couple old flames of mine, I always think, "I could be married now" with her, and her, or her... and I lament when times get tough, maybe I should have done that... but while I'm a bit tipsy, walking down sunset blvd, with a bit of Fireball in me, sometimes I switch it up with Captain Morgan, and I look over the Hollywood Hills, I giggle a bit, sometimes I sigh.., "Who have thought, a guy that used to walk to school, with no car, on a dirt road, next to horse farms back home, is now drinking with people, that own the world, over-looking the city of Hollywood?".
All my friends that have received my insane texts, and stupid phrases, and laughed, and sent me back acknowledgement, or the ones that haven't left me on this journey.. Thanks. Even Ubersite, can be part of that, it's been a least a decade or so of writing, and now people are reading my scribble, and wanting to invest in my projects... surreal...
I guess I'm glad I was that boy, running in the river, and catching frogs, and seeing the other side across the lake... Jump in the pool, with leeches and swim across, just to see... I guess that'll always be me.
I want to thank my mom, she has dealt with a lot with this crazy son she had, and my family...
"I guess November boy's are crazy..."