today while i was cooking dinner i received a phone call from a number that i didn't recognize, and normally i don't answer calls from random numbers but for some reason i just felt like i should answer, and when i did it was a voice i haven't heard in a long time but a voice i never could forget. the first words i heard from that voice were guess who this is and immediately i answered "Gabriel". I hadn't heard that voice in over a year, and it was different, much calmer, much less wracked buy pain and chaos, but i could never forget the voice of my brother. It was refreshing to here that familiar voice, the voice of family so long lost, but at the same time disheartening, because i don't really know if the fates will be kind enough to let me revisit one of the few people i can still call family again, but i really hope to see him again, to drink with him, to eat with him to be merry with him once again, and to toast in his honor, i remember great memories with my brother, but i can see even reater ones possible in the future, if only the fates will smile down upon us and let us once again walk side by side even though the powers of the universe fear that sight more than anything else... I miss you my brother and fates willing we will once again show this world a taste of hell...