…I want you to stay

It’s my last day here.

It’s the perfect gloomy PNW morning. A low lying fog just hangs ever so quietly as people go about their business.

I sit at my new but not new usual, doing what it is that I do.

It is my last day here and I honestly can’t wait.

I know it is bad of me, but one week is just enough. One week is just enough of the family time, especially when it is during the winter because I’m usually stuck at home, not exploring, not doing anything but just hanging by my mom, who is usually down stairs and not in any vicinity of where I am.

It is time for me to go; to go back to the sunny seaside home that I am use to; to be reunited with my soul mate and receive his waggy tail cold shoulders.

It is time for me to bid adieu to the PNW for a much much longer time.

If things pan out next year as they are planned, then I don’t know when the next time I’ll be up here will be. Maybe a few days?

Would there even be a Boy and his Dog 2014?

Time.

Time is a fickle thing. Always constant, but always changing. You have so much of it, but so little. A living contradiction, a living dichotomy.

Time is like me.

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Changes.

There definitely will be a lot of changes that are coming up in 2014.

I believe there will be a new furkid, a new tiny member of the family, a tiny kitty.

It’ll be a new responsibility, a new challenge, something different.

I think those are the things that I’m looking for, these little new things, new challenges, to help me through this MLC of mine.

I hope things will work out well. I hope that Pickles would like the new addition. I hope.

I hope for a lot of things, just hoping that things end up in some manageable form.

Hopefully.

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I want to see you be brave.

Be brave.

Be fierce.

Be fearless.

Just act.

Just do.

It is the time to just do. You are not getting any younger. You are slowly and slowly working on yourself. You’ve been working for quite a long time now and you clearly see the results.

You look in the mirror and see a familiar face looking back at you and you like what you see.

You see all of his faults, but you also see the good that is in him. You study his face and see the resemblances of your father. His nose. His brow. His scowl.

You see him. He was a good man, but with faults and demons of his own.

You know that you will want to be the best of him, not the worst of him. You know that you want to be the best person that you can be.

Be the best.

It is time that you move past your creature comforts. It is time that you move past your irrational fears. It is time to just be the man with the quiet confidence.

It is time.

It is definitely time for the change and time for a reformation, an evolution, a regeneration.

It is time.

Let the Doctor show you the way.

Be a new you. But BE a BETTER YOU.

It is time for that change. It is time.

Time.

* * *

Come morning light, you and I will be safe and sound.

Tomorrow will always be another day.

Try. Try again.

If you fail, there’s always tomorrow for you to try again.

Try until you get it right.

Try until you nail it.

Try.

The keyword is try.

You won’t know whether you can or cannot do it unless you try.

So, shut up and just try.

You know this. You know all of these things and bad fortune cookie blurbs.

Time to do it. Time to do it.

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