I am no longer in my room upstairs. I have moved down to the basement into my brothers area. It is by choice since I am having a hard time dealing with the sounds of the gang fights.
Being down here is going to take some getting used to. There is Karate stuff all over the walls. Nunchucks, uniforms, ninja stars.
“Daniel, what are those ninja stars for?” I ask him.
“they are called Shurikens, They are for throwing at your enemy! You never know when you have to protect yourself.”
Wow! they look pretty dangerous. I have a feeling I know what he needs to protect himself from.
“Forget that! pass me my shirt, I need to iron it.”
I reach over for his shirt on the bed and hand it to him. I forgot about the ninja stars & just kept checking out this place. There are no windows down here. Just some weight equipment on the floor & Disco music spinning on the turntable. Tonight, my brother is getting ready to head out to the Disco. Ahh! over there, up agaist the wall is my new bed! That’s where I can put my stuff.
Over in the bathroom, my brother continues getting ready. He is blow drying his hair, applying some cologne & ironing his bell bottom pants. Boy! I am not a fan of disco & that music is blasting!
“We can make it, if we try
we can make it, touch the sky
we can make it, if we try
we can make it, get on high”
As I lay down on my bed, I close my eyes and just imagine Donna Summer’s words just running thru my head. (MP3)
For some reason the lyrics seem to have a calming effect on me.
Suddenly I get the feeling that just by being down here, things will be better. Being with my brother & seeing his space, I feel that yes, we can make it…