All the country is getting ready for it´s Independence Day, you can feel in the air a lot of patriotism, but when you ask to them about what they do in this day?, they say, well fire works, parties and all of this you know?all of this basically means, taking one of those huge modern camping chairs , with roof included, taking the grill, the fridge basically all you can carry and try to find the best spot to camp and breacking your neck looking at the sky and shouting laugh OHHHHHH.
When all this done, those that still can walk or mouve after all the drinks and food and neck pain they just keep wandering around on the streets triying to slip in, one of those bars that ask you your ID, eventhough you look like 107 years old, if you succed youll end up drinking more and more, sudentlly very soon July 4th is gone, again like every year.
For me, those days had a bit of every different colour,farewells in Hanover in Lebanon, always difficult but my eyes and my thoughts had to look towars Canadá, actually they did, but my knee said NO, and one day later i have finish my day into the Montpelier hospital, and with the huge help of JO and BOB, i could have for free one of those RME, that thing that puts you inside one of those pipes feeling all the claustrophobia in there, also that place that you will never want to hear the awnser of the results.
But this time i have to say i was lucky, the pictures said that nothing was twisted or broken, but a huge inflamation around my right knee, what does it means?well calm, lots of rest , pills and all those creams that goes with, all those things that a stubborn guy like me never does.
So right now i am in Burlington writing this on July 4th, very well wrap up, and feeling that i have already been here before, wich it was! , but i can´t put images on my brain, i can´t becouse i only come back to those places inside me where all seams much more humain, where the world looks like less estrange, eventhough with out knowing very well what we do really deserve on our lifes.
My days pass so fast, like life does as well,and it looks like sometimes we are affraid of the way that we´ll try to see our future, eventhough i know i am so happy, it´s true that i miss all those that i love, even if my knee gives me hard time, i have 1000 reasons to be grateful all of you that keep my heart warm, and filling my minutes with plenty of reasons of keep breathing.
Today´s a pretty day, all those that i love are doing well, and my i just keep scaping from those blind alley´s, and triying to sleep with the moon , and awaking with the sun.
July 4th, one more day, like others, sun was shiny,a breeze was caressing my cheeks comming from the huge Champlain´s lake, dreams still in great life, and gambada´s keeps heading towards Canadá, and my knee?, well i guess it wanted to celebrate his independence too.
So, soon if everything goes ok, i´ll see Shelly near Ottawa, Shelly´s Ken´s sister, Ken my loved friend that i have on my thoughts and memories every day since he died in africa last year, with him i have learned so much, with him i have shared that live always rely in love and thruth ratter than having a complicated life standing on the fragile building of lies and injusticies that this world uses so much.
From Saint Jean sur Richelieu ( Quebec), the time of stop figthing hasn´t arrived yet…..
HEALTH AND GOOD JOURNEY, NANDO.
EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE,DREAM,CREATE,ARRIVING… WE ONLY NEED THE WISH OF KEEP FIGHTING…