To Adam my friend

Sorry I missed your call last night. I was lost in my dreams after a hard night. I and me were downtown at the blue spot cracking down a bottle of Champaign, celebrating the 20 years of our independency. You remember? 2 decades a go when we promised to break the chain, to escape the prison. You left us alone saying you will do it in your own; you will stop the salvation with your magical words. You remember? We told you come back, 3 is better than one, you said, 3 will make it too crowded. You don’t like to share, you never did. I am sorry I couldn’t understand your message; it was too crowded in my head and too noisy at your end. What was that? I


heard her crying in the background. I called you back, you didn’t answer. I gotta go to sleep now, my morning seems to be close, I need to get some rest, for the day will be long.

Call me back.

P.S don’t forget to close the window, words had it that he escaped too …