My perfect day.The perfect day has never happened. And now it never will because it starts with me walking out of this prison into my mother's arms. But if there was a perfect day for me to have, it would be walking out of this prison into the happy hearts of all those who have supported my journey to freedom.
I should be the angriest man in the world and somehow I'm not. I think it is because of all those who cared enough to believe in me and support me. And if I named them all this would not be a blog, but a book.You know who you are and my perfect day would be spent out there with you.
The day would be a perfect end of summer turning to fall day. It would start as a never ending moment of happiness, love and laughter, with food and dancing. And it would never end.
My perfect day would be a perfect day for all you too, because seeing me finally released would be a perfect day in response to all the hard days and long nights. No,it hasn't happened yet, but it will. And that will be my perfect day...I can't wait!
I have been a little quiet lately and for that I'm sorry.I have been letting things take my energy...No more...Peace everybody.I won't leave you again...Arthur...
