Starting Life Once Again, All Over Again
Ike – Breakfast With Danny
So here I am, staring face-to-face at the man I most wanted to impress. Yet I am impressing nobody. I am a mess. This is my life, and I’m wasting it minute by minute. What must you think of me, Danny-boy? This tarnished café could not be more substandard than it is. Maybe it’s just dull because that’s how I’m feeling right now. I need a drink. Oh, Jesus, I can’t even think straight. I’m unfocused at the very least. A wino - they call me! They called right. Poor Danny leans in to tell me something, and he says “We met last night, you know.” My God, alcohol has robbed me of my true nature and my memory.
Frozen in place, I glare across the never ending pit of despair that is this room. Everyone seems dreary through my tainted lenses. Have I done it again? Must’ve. Danny wouldn’t lie to my face straight up at our first meeting in 14 years. Oh, second meeting. I don’t even want this coffee. Nothing will satisfy my thirst at this point. I need a drink. Looking at him now, I still see his potential for greatness. His potential to save us from ourselves. I remember when I was a kid and saw one of my classmates being heartlessly bullied on my way home; I couldn’t just leave him with the …show more content…
Considering my options, I can either mentor Danny again and help him to achieve the greatness he was always meant to achieve, but on the other hand we have me just letting him be and minding my own business like I’m good at. Heh, I guess this is quite the dilemma I have here. I long to assist Danny again, but if I keep drinking like I do, then I don’t deserve him. I drink is what I need at this moment. To muddle things even further, Harry will probably start sticking his nose in Danny’s business, so I need more than ever to support him. Don’t you get it Ike, HE HATES YOU!
I’ve had it with self-loathing. He doesn’t hate me and I don’t need a
Ike – Breakfast With Danny
So here I am, staring face-to-face at the man I most wanted to impress. Yet I am impressing nobody. I am a mess. This is my life, and I’m wasting it minute by minute. What must you think of me, Danny-boy? This tarnished café could not be more substandard than it is. Maybe it’s just dull because that’s how I’m feeling right now. I need a drink. Oh, Jesus, I can’t even think straight. I’m unfocused at the very least. A wino - they call me! They called right. Poor Danny leans in to tell me something, and he says “We met last night, you know.” My God, alcohol has robbed me of my true nature and my memory.
Frozen in place, I glare across the never ending pit of despair that is this room. Everyone seems dreary through my tainted lenses. Have I done it again? Must’ve. Danny wouldn’t lie to my face straight up at our first meeting in 14 years. Oh, second meeting. I don’t even want this coffee. Nothing will satisfy my thirst at this point. I need a drink. Looking at him now, I still see his potential for greatness. His potential to save us from ourselves. I remember when I was a kid and saw one of my classmates being heartlessly bullied on my way home; I couldn’t just leave him with the …show more content…
Considering my options, I can either mentor Danny again and help him to achieve the greatness he was always meant to achieve, but on the other hand we have me just letting him be and minding my own business like I’m good at. Heh, I guess this is quite the dilemma I have here. I long to assist Danny again, but if I keep drinking like I do, then I don’t deserve him. I drink is what I need at this moment. To muddle things even further, Harry will probably start sticking his nose in Danny’s business, so I need more than ever to support him. Don’t you get it Ike, HE HATES YOU!
I’ve had it with self-loathing. He doesn’t hate me and I don’t need a