i was once given something. a gift, one might say. a gift disowned by its previous owner and left for junk. the day billy offered this gift to me was its lucky day. from that moment on, and for quite some time after, this gift lived a life certainly not lacking of interest nor excitement.
he was big and heavy set, awkward, bulky and somewhat blue when he came to me. he stayed with me for a while and was quite content. he was so well trained that sometimes, all one had to do was push a button and he did what you wanted. as well... so content was he, that very shortly after being introduced into his new home with me, all the colour in his face seemed to just magically reappear. i think it may have had to do with all the attention he was given almost 24/7.
then, one awful, awful day occurred. billy and I argued. feelings were hurt, trust even broken, and unfortunately some resentment, i'm sure, is still held in regards to the topic of that argument.
needless to say, this gift was forcefully removed from my possession as a means of retaliation. i watched helplessly as my gift was escorted away. i thought it was the end. and i thought it was goodbye. as happy as this gift seemed to be with me, he just wasn't wired for a life with only one, or maybe... just not with me. he had to be free.
the day he was removed from my home he was on his way to visit with billy's older brother, justin. justin's realization that control of this gift (originally meant for me) would not be as easy as first thought without the right buttons being pushed is what led to my gift's moving on yet again. this time to a close friend of justin's... mark.
this is where it starts to get a bit confusing, so pay close attention. you see justin's friend mark has a son... casey. and casey has a few mutual friends with all of whom are involved in this story. but until we all had become aware of this gift that was given, some of us were not completely aware as to the extent of this mutuality. in fact, some may still, even today not be as aware as they should.
it seems though, that as much as this gift of mine could not be had by just one, he also couldn't stand to be away for too long. his destiny was to return to me one day, but not until experiencing his independence.
upon leaving my home, visiting with billy's brother justin and then moving on to stay with mark he was also able to get to know casey (mark's son, remember?) as well as jeremy. jeremy is a good friend of casey's who had been rooming with mark and casey for a time, but also a friend of mine through my best friend sherry. sherry's ex, danny (who i also went to high school with, long before i met sherry) is cousin to jeremy, which also makes him 2nd cousin to sherry's daughter carley. danny and carley though, are irrelevant to this story but sherry's boyfriend at the time, dave, had also happened to have formed a friendship with jeremy during the span of sherry and dave's relationship. this is one of the reasons why I should not have been surprised (but ironically, i was almost in a state of shock and definitely, disbelief) when I received a phone call from sherry one day informing me that my gift had somehow managed to get himself over to her place and is now chillin' right there in the middle of her living room floor. shocked and filled with disbelief I had to see this for myself. so I trekked on over to sherry's. lo and behold, there he was, sitting calmly, quiet and submissive to all around him... my gift.
it seems that as jeremy was shifting residences from mark and casey's to sherry and dave's, he took my gift with him. if you're still a bit confused let me try to clarify... jeremy you see, was the one, the only one, the 'tour guide' (you might say) to my gift's many travels, the one who knew of my gift's every move and whereabouts throughout this whole ordeal. jeremy was connected to each and every one of us involved in this story directly (including the giver of my gift), whereas the rest of us were connected directly to only some of the others. jeremy even knew of my gift's existence very shortly after it was given, long before that day he was escorted away from me.
well, months upon months later, even more than a full year had passed from the day my gift was taken. jeremy found himself in need of yet another residence. i generously (once again) offered the upstairs of my house as an apartment to him, for this would be the second time jeremy and I were to be roommates. he graciously accepted. and guess what came along for the ride. that's right... my gift, i call it my full circle gift... can you guess what the gift was?
thank you billy. :D
story - rjmartin 2008
he was big and heavy set, awkward, bulky and somewhat blue when he came to me. he stayed with me for a while and was quite content. he was so well trained that sometimes, all one had to do was push a button and he did what you wanted. as well... so content was he, that very shortly after being introduced into his new home with me, all the colour in his face seemed to just magically reappear. i think it may have had to do with all the attention he was given almost 24/7.
then, one awful, awful day occurred. billy and I argued. feelings were hurt, trust even broken, and unfortunately some resentment, i'm sure, is still held in regards to the topic of that argument.
needless to say, this gift was forcefully removed from my possession as a means of retaliation. i watched helplessly as my gift was escorted away. i thought it was the end. and i thought it was goodbye. as happy as this gift seemed to be with me, he just wasn't wired for a life with only one, or maybe... just not with me. he had to be free.
the day he was removed from my home he was on his way to visit with billy's older brother, justin. justin's realization that control of this gift (originally meant for me) would not be as easy as first thought without the right buttons being pushed is what led to my gift's moving on yet again. this time to a close friend of justin's... mark.
this is where it starts to get a bit confusing, so pay close attention. you see justin's friend mark has a son... casey. and casey has a few mutual friends with all of whom are involved in this story. but until we all had become aware of this gift that was given, some of us were not completely aware as to the extent of this mutuality. in fact, some may still, even today not be as aware as they should.
it seems though, that as much as this gift of mine could not be had by just one, he also couldn't stand to be away for too long. his destiny was to return to me one day, but not until experiencing his independence.
upon leaving my home, visiting with billy's brother justin and then moving on to stay with mark he was also able to get to know casey (mark's son, remember?) as well as jeremy. jeremy is a good friend of casey's who had been rooming with mark and casey for a time, but also a friend of mine through my best friend sherry. sherry's ex, danny (who i also went to high school with, long before i met sherry) is cousin to jeremy, which also makes him 2nd cousin to sherry's daughter carley. danny and carley though, are irrelevant to this story but sherry's boyfriend at the time, dave, had also happened to have formed a friendship with jeremy during the span of sherry and dave's relationship. this is one of the reasons why I should not have been surprised (but ironically, i was almost in a state of shock and definitely, disbelief) when I received a phone call from sherry one day informing me that my gift had somehow managed to get himself over to her place and is now chillin' right there in the middle of her living room floor. shocked and filled with disbelief I had to see this for myself. so I trekked on over to sherry's. lo and behold, there he was, sitting calmly, quiet and submissive to all around him... my gift.
it seems that as jeremy was shifting residences from mark and casey's to sherry and dave's, he took my gift with him. if you're still a bit confused let me try to clarify... jeremy you see, was the one, the only one, the 'tour guide' (you might say) to my gift's many travels, the one who knew of my gift's every move and whereabouts throughout this whole ordeal. jeremy was connected to each and every one of us involved in this story directly (including the giver of my gift), whereas the rest of us were connected directly to only some of the others. jeremy even knew of my gift's existence very shortly after it was given, long before that day he was escorted away from me.
well, months upon months later, even more than a full year had passed from the day my gift was taken. jeremy found himself in need of yet another residence. i generously (once again) offered the upstairs of my house as an apartment to him, for this would be the second time jeremy and I were to be roommates. he graciously accepted. and guess what came along for the ride. that's right... my gift, i call it my full circle gift... can you guess what the gift was?
thank you billy. :D
story - rjmartin 2008
2 comments:
I have no idea but I'm very curious =P So it's an object that has a face?
well, ya. its a TV. by its face i was referring to the screen. when i got it it was like a black and white TV with a tint of blue. after leaving it powered on for long enough, the colour all came back. :)
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