Kevin-Richard, Kevin-Richard, Where have you been?

Hello, Faithful Visitors, New Visitors, and Stalkers (Those who come to read every post, yet will not comment or follow...C'MON!!!),
           
               I have missed you!! I know it's been a long time since my last post (It would have been sooner, a week or so ago I actually wrote a piece but found it a bit too...emotional...for post, it was written in the heat of the moment and so it was promptly destroyed but back to topic...), and I can explain. I just don't know how...so to quote one of favorite stories "Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop." - Alice in Wonderland

 Well, with the move from New York, to Atlanta in order to attend Morehouse (Go Maroon Tigers!!!) as well as my Mother's moving up here in order to be nearer to me, the living on my "own", dealing with a broken  fractured pelvis, getting to know the people on my floor, keeping up with my work, dealing with "teen" issues, getting back in touch with my Mother's side of the family in Georgia, and of course the ever present work college presents, it's been a trial. All caught up now? Yay. No, but seriously, I've just felt swamped. Don't worry I'm in Recovery (Rehab). Not actual Rehab, that's just what I call those days when you might have to keep to yourself just to sort out some mental or life clutter.  Now, I know we always have the planned out schedule, however you know me (and if you don't you will) I like to deviate... So we will discuss several things and a post will come later today. As for the pelvis...
Here's what happened (The Truth) In my town there is this unbelievably steep hill, on a bicycle without peddling you can hit 25-30 mph  (Allegedly), so anyway it was on this hill that I took my bicycle. While letting gravity do all the work I decided it was time to slow down, however fate had other plans...my brakes gave out. I had no way to stop, so I tried to touch the ground with my feet...My seat was too high...I  lost all control... I flew off, the bike followed suit, and I fractured my pelvis, and wound up with a bunch of scrapes, and cuts... Eh... coulda been wayyyyy worse. However, I will be here from now on, you have to excuse the way the post is written I'm a little in my own thought right now...However, I am here to stay, so until next time bye.... "Kevin-Richard, Kevin-Richard where have you been? I've been off to London for the wedding of the King. Kevin-Richard, Kevin-Richard what did you do there? I stole the crown, and took the chair..."