Today at work my two cop buddies, Mark and Lenny, stopped by for their usual coffee and latte. Mark gave me the usual talk about how he wants me to sign up for school and get my life started so I'm not stuck at Starbucks forever. He said he'd look up hair schools for me that are affordable and such. Lenny is helping me find a new, more reliable car this weekend, or at least sometime soon. He and his wife are going along with me to make sure I don't get ripped off again like how I did with my Jetta. So I'm sitting back right now, and it makes me so happy to know how much two random people care so much about me bettering myself. That they are taking the time out of their busy day to stop and help me. It really makes me want to cry, because right now it seems like they're the only elders who do care about me, compared to my family. And it hurts on that aspect, but also feels good that at least they care. I consider them my family. Thanks Mark and Lenny.
"Toi et moi, c’est comme tu sais
Comment mon cœur a succombé"
Mhmm! Good ol' Sebastien Tellier. So true, so true.
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