Monday, April 18, 2005

I'm going... going... 

back... back...

...to Joliet.

I talked to my mother yesterday, something I seldom do, due as much to circumstance as intent. I only called to let her know I'd be home on leave in the near future but it turned into a catch-up conversation. "Catching-up" about the old days, about Joliet, about relatives and the church I grew up in, always comes with bad news. I haven't been home since Christmas 2002.

I just want to go home, take some pictures, eat some Chicago style Deep Dish pizza, in Chicago, reminisce about the days before hip-hop up-and-died with Hamilton Riley, and get drunk have a couple Old Styles with Mo at Wrigley.

I don't want drama. I don't want grief.

Is that too much to ask?

I've got a gut feeling I'll just be reminded of why I left in the first place.

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