Hes a pretty sweet guy when he isnt being Bobby

she flinched like she was slapped  then howled 

                                                     I can’t believe you just said that!

Tyranny of family 

                    I didnt chooseup the team so whenever one crosses a line Im first to stomp their toes ridicule em 

No . . not really. 

                   You’re kidding? 

Im not

        We share a name anif they misrepresent me if they havent good sense to say theyre talking for themselves I catch wind of tha I come down like a ton of bricks Im takin no guff for wha comes out of their mouths  Me an mine don have many similar ideas

How is how . . is that possible?

Thawere unalike  Think   Have lived apart nearly two generations  Youll recall I left home at nineteen an Im the oldest They live within twenty minutes of each other except for one brother but hes a cretin

He’s a fireman?

Yes An officer

A first responder.

Yes  but tha don make him special It speaks more to the hierarchy hes willing to serve to submit to  In my mind scarcely a step above a GI 

                              Bobby was a GI  As I said hes sweet when he isnt being Bobby

I still don’t know what to make of that.

Nothing to make I accept it yamight as well

An enigma?

Sure he shrugged  Whynot Though I find tha generous

And you’re his brother.

Tyranny of family  a two way street           

1726,  Monday,  15  8. 22

1018,  ReggaeFriday,  19  8. 22

Gillian Welch  Give that Man a Road  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJEiPcnrdU0

as he spoke he could see it in his face that he was going to pull up short thought he had the brass ring dead to rights was sure  but misjudged the carousal ridehis pretty pony descendent as he passed 

                                                                                           he let him dangle a bit

subtly shook his head it was exhausting completing his thoughtsreminding him where he was going

Need a little help bro

either he looked exasperated or his pained expression was so practised itd become a reflex  kneejerk 

You know where I’m going?

  I do  

         But yalet me know when yad like me to declare your destination

I appreciate that.

he nodded Thas awright 

                           he knew where they werehe triangulated  so he decided to go off in his head visit The Book of Disquiet waking up 

                      “With the coming of the dark light that fills with gray doubts the chinks of the shutters, . . . I begin to feel that I will be unable to remain much longer in my refuge, lying on my bed, not asleep but with a sense of continuing possibility of sleep, of drifting off into dreams, not knowing if truth or reality exist, lying between the cool warmth of clean sheets unaware, apart from the sense of comfort, of the existence of my own body.”

YAH. 

      Could you help me out?

he closed the Book  Yes happy to help   Yare gonna kick yourself

Seems I do more frequently than I care to.

Hypnopompic 

               As yare wakingas opposed to hypnagogic  as you enter sleep

Yes. his head fell forward slightly   I don’t know why I can’t remember.

Whywoudya  you scarcely remember your dreams 

                                                       Maybe you might try this on for size HypnoPOMP Hypnopomp and Circumstance Impressive formal activities or ceremonies  Seems up your alley

My alley?

Certainly not minecorrect

No.  No definitely not.

                         A clever trigger though.

Yes Visualising  Imagery

Now . . . if I can remember.

he nodded  Anif Im around I gotcha 

259preferred,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  2  3. 22 

1219,  Thursday,  18  8. 22 

CunninLynguists  Hypnopomp  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oXjuakp4E0s