>be me 25 years ago
>got a job right off the line with the thin blue line
>tough disciplinarian father-to-many type
>raised and mentored several knee-grow offspring
>job constantly moved me into bad neighborhoods
>some of my kids turned out to be good boys
>many turned out to be dindu’s
>forcibly retired after accident
>switch to safer yet boring jobs like taxiing
>feel alone and unneeded
>my ol’ parts don’t work like they should any more
>thought about ending it all
>out of nowhere run into grown up D’quan from the block
>thanks me for being like a father to him
>says he wants to take care of me in my old age
>don’t like the idea of having to go back to the ‘hood
>tell D’quan I don’t think I’ll fit in
>D’quan says, ‘no prob, pops! I gotchoo”
>becoming_cool_montage.avi
>life is good, even though probably gonna die soon
>on a daily dosage of the herb which I used to bust D’quan for
>contemplate cyclical nature of life
>pic related: me 25 years ago vs. me (w/ D’quan) today
