Not a very exciting story, and I wish I had thought of it sooner so I could include the ONE picture that encapsulates the moment, a blurry early selfie of me and Choni on my couch. I can always add it later.. if I do you'll find right here>>
In the meantime: This time 13 years ago, I was undergoing the recoop process from the late teen/early 20's right of passage that is having your wisdom teeth removed. I was living at "home" (I say loosely due to the fact it was merely a house my mother and ESM lived in, NOT my quote 'Home'). I had self inflicted red hair, disheveled and rightfully so. Bruised, swollen face is a look I do not recommend for anybody and I don't think we had started back to college just yet because Choni was over all the time.
Quick back story: We did not live close to eachother. He lived four towns/cities away, a good solid 30 to 40 minutes in traffic away from me. Part of the drive was just tedious, boring country roads. Also, it took 5 minutes to drive the few feet on our road that was only a road in the technical sense that it "TECHNICALLY" got you to where you were going...but mostly just fucked up your car because of all the dips and holes and dirt...
For this guy to do all that everyday for a week for me ( I think there was a work day or two in there) was amazing... He worked at a little Korean dude owned video store then, so he brought over TONS of movies. In my Vicodin daze, I remember mostly one title in particular that he scooped up from his store of ancient B movie titles, "Ice Pirates"... Oh yeah, that was GREAT stuff when I was a kid and it reminded me of my dad (who at the time was merely two states/one 1 hr and 30 min flight away) so I was stoked that, again, he pulled a gem out for me.
Ma was home taking care of Lil Sis at that time, so she was there, but she was busy doing the toddler two step so it was helpful having Choni there. I had my pillow, my blanket, my jammies, my bathrobe (it was winter, it gets cold even in SoCal), my Choni... I was the most comfortable a person could be in that situation... Luckily I was dazed enough and wasn't eating solids, so I was not expected to dine with the ESM and Ma during those days... Aaaahhhh....
I lived solely on Instant Breakfast Shakes, I wasn't complaining...not at all... Those spoonfuls of vitaminy chocolate were wonderful... Funny, most people wouldn't have FOND memories of such a week, but I do... I have them because Choni made them better. Not to say he didn't do his foot work, boy did he... but in those it wasn't too hard to trump what was going on at home... anything positive was a vast improvement. It was great/is great to be around a person that I don't have to TRY SO HARD to make happy... it's organic, it just happens... he just makes me happy... Sometimes I want to swat him and sometimes I do because you gotta keep them on their toes, but I look back on the life I walked away from and for a second I think, "Geez, what did I do?" and after a thought or two it quickly turns into "OH YEAH!!! Made the better choice!!" Haha...
So that's my wisdom teeth story... I wonder if I'll find that picture...
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