Sometimes I Disappear 

This post is dedicated to my two friends from another life, Jonathan and Joey. We had some great times as we SLAYED it on the playgrounds at recess. I think they are also the only two people I fought? Sometimes mister Clark would make me read to the class when he had to go take a nap or who knows where he went. I miss those times. I heard they tore down our old school. Bastards. I remember i had a bit of a crush on Joey’s sister but i was too shy and dumb to understand what that meant or what to do about it. I just felt the same feeling as I do now when I make music. If only I was then who I was now! Wait, no. That would be a terrible idea. We had our own wrestling tournaments. I was not a strong kid by any means but I had that Gretzky eye for the game. The subtleties. And wore my Gilmour Leafs jersey proudly until one day in Mr. Hancock’s class when Stewart made a mark on the back with his highlighter and the mark is STILL FUCKING THERE. I wanted to murder him but he seemed to be going through a rough patch in his personal life to do something like that to me and I wasn’t good with conflict. And Joey was one hell of an artist and hockey player. I still remember his drawing style, the way he squiggled his lines. I tried to emulate it but could never get it right. I envied his skills! Jonathan was hilarious and still is. God damn it. I want to go back and visit. Why did we ever have to move. Who knows where we’d be now if I had stayed. One day I am coming back to visit you guys. We will drink beer. Eat hot dogs. Go to AA meetings and try to not get arrested. I want to go to Tim Hortons and Mr. Sub. And steal candy from the shop like I did with John. And once i stole a wrestling magazine but got caught! My mom was not impressed. Miss you guys. Those last few years were getting weird though as the violence and drugs began to take hold with certain people. Not us… those years would wait for us. And don’t even get me started on Billy (huge Oasis fan). Legend.