June 17 2008

Text By Jamelah

Listen. Listen. In a couple of days, you're going to get a package in the mail. It's from me. Whatever you do, don't open it. Will you just listen? I'm sending you the package, and... No. Because you don't need to know what's in it, that's why. Just... when you get it, I want you to... it's a little box. Maybe shoebox size? Okay? But it ain't shoes, baby. It ain’t shoes. And... just let me tell you this, alright? I miss you too, and I'm gonna try to see you again real soon, I promise, but right now, I gotta say this, and you gotta understand me. I'm sending you this package and when you get it, I need you to take it just like it is down to the bus station and put it in a locker. And you take the key and... are you listening? Naw, you ain't gonna get in no trouble, you're just putting something in a locker, that's all, I promise. There ain't nothing bad in the box, no, it's... it's... well, you think I’d send it through the mail if it was something bad? Relax. I promise you, it's all gonna be alright, but… Me? Oh, I’m fine. Got air conditioning and cable and everything. Are you doing okay? Good. You just… you know what? Just nevermind about that box. I’ll… no, it’ll be okay. It ain’t even that important, don’t worry none. Naw, I ain’t in trouble, you know me. I said don’t worry, now, so don’t. You take care, and I’ll call you real soon, just as soon as I can. I promise. Alright, then. G’night.