In a previous blog about SoulFest 2009, I mentioned a little meltdown that I had. Sometimes a meltdown is necessary. At least, for me it is. It wouldn't be if I didn't keep pushing things down. I usually don't cry when I feel like I need to. I also mentioned this in a previous blog. I don't cry in front of people. It's one of my rules. I should have learned by now, that it's a terrible rule. I guess I have a small issue with pride. So... I hold back for a long time (months) until it all comes out at once. That happened to me Friday night. I kind of had a feeling it was coming. I didn't want it to, but it was inevitable. It started last week when I found my brother's dog tag. For years, I used to wear his dog tag all the time. He had left it at home when he came to visit back in 2002. I started wearing it because a). my friends & I were still kind of going through our "camo phase" and b). I was proud of my brother and I missed him. I wore it...
If the world were a bag of mixed nuts, I would be a hazelnut. I don't have a good reason for that conclusion. Nevertheless, below are the thoughts of a self-described hazelnut.