Dear mr patton,
This is the first time i do this.i’ve been trying to reach you through phone several times without success.i am sure you are a busy man,so i am going to take the least possible time of yours.my name is cherie johnson.
One of your patients,quentin “q” roi,is a friend of mine.
“q”is a really nice guy.
Q is alone.q is scared.q is –almost always- depressed.
But,most of all,q is a child.
He likes to have fun and enjoy life.
He doesn’t want to be a pain in the ass.
He doesn’t want to be rich,famous,a rockstar or a rocket scientist.
Not even a guy with with a family,a monthly paycheck,a house in the lake and a -black and white-dog named in a humorish childlish way.
He just wants to be himself.
A free spirit.
A bright thinker.
A lovable son and a role model citizen.
A guy you can trust and whose handshake you can hold without a second thought.
Some people say being yourself is the worst part.
He thinks different and i agree with him.
By the end of his harsh childhood,he created a rather changeable personality.
He didn’t want to let anyone down.
Not his friends,not his family,not his ladies,not his heroes.
No one.
So,he joined every possible culture club,learned all he needed to know about fame,shame,money,honey,elevation,discrimination and allibies and all the people’s perfect lies.
A perfect teenager was born with a soul ticking like an al-kaida product.
Knowledge is my weapon,he decided and found himself ten years later with three diplomas and a mind filled with information.
Once he described me his mind like a house,decorated with nerve,grace,taste,confidence and cheap gifts from a road-bazaar.
And he was right.
But no one told my poor friend that the more you know,the less you can hope.
Hope is dead for him a long time ago.
Love has no place for q.
Future seems worrying and present is hell.
And the more he knew,like a constant student he was,the more he seemed to be locked inside him.
With a lock he has created and keys made out of everyone’s despair.
A hard situation you see.
But i assure you sir,he means no harm.
He is just going through difficult times.
He has just broken up,been fired and saw a man die in front of him.
That’s a hell of a pain,man.the things he did, must be now excusable,
Ya know?
Or else.
Ps. Or else means bad news for you.bullet.
Cheers
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