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Thank God it Monday!!!! betcha never heard someone say that before.....well let me tell ya.
Friday wasa great night hangin with friends in the SF mission hood. Saturday the same, put a little surfing time there in the morn...beautiful
Ok sunday . My uncle, for so long has been trying to get me to go up in his new plane with him. So finally I get myself out there we head out late afternoon over Mt Diablo (can you see the signs already) . The sun was going down over the valley as we were flying through the mountains, the cloud covering became very thick so we had to rely on our instraments pretty much. It became a little darker. All of sudden I look up and low behold the fucking navigation didn't tell us there was mountain right in front of us. My uncle immediately pulled back and went straight up missing the mount. by about 2 sec .....but wait theres' more. My heart has now left my chest and is somewhere in the back cabin. We go to land..........the landing gear fails to release...... ...what the fuck...this is a brand new plane!!!!! My uncle, doesn't even panic, and calls in for an emergency landing
I'm thinking....well ah, this sure is crazy way to go!! Next thing I know we are flying down the runway, no landing gear, sparks are everywhere, sirens all around us. Everything a fucking blurr from that point. I felt like I was in a B movie. We finally come to a stop, my uncle looks over at me, and says "must of been one of those days......" HOLY SHIT!!!!! He can say that with abosolutely no shudder in his voice. Of course he's been flying for over 35 yrs, and this isn't the first time hes' made a crash landing.
As I'm there white as a ghost
I couldn't speak, breath, shit....nothing. Fuck!! I don't think I'll ever be the same. I went home and started reading Rilke' over and over and over....