Rocket's rant and rage

Back in August 1st 2016 I was involved in a serious accident I terrible shape after with multiple broken bones The doctors said I would be confined to a wheelchair.
They were wrong and I am doing okay. Needless to say not like I was. During this down time I lost many of my friends. That applies to actual physical friends and those who I have yet to meet. Before the accident I was well on my way to developing my schedule of fighting. I was starting with a friend from New York. Real rough and bare bones man. I like him and he thought I could fight with some coaching.
I never had a chance to punch him. I so wanted to but I was in hospital bed and no way to connect with him.
My life has changed but my need to explore the fighting world remains. One we reconnected and I explained what had happened he only made one suggestion. He said I should at first anyway do a one sided boxing. He is absolutely right. My movements are not totally returned so what the hell. I just stand there and take it. As long as I am able I will be around. One day my fist will land on his face and I hope it feels as good as all his punches to me. I think about where and what I would be doing right now. I know I would have had a few of you to fight. I would have something to put on my profile saying that have past opponents. I will fight I may stand in one spot but each blow to my body is another to learn. I will never give in to this idea that I am alone. I know better. I just have to let some of you see for yourself. I have come so far with nothing but hope to see my friend fight. I hope it will be me but if not it's OK. He is doing what he desires and that is my wish for him.
Please I want to be fighting. I am ready to go deeper into this powerful world.
I will not rest until I feel a man hit me. I hit him and we walk away friends. Incredible feeling of hurt bruise and bloody nose. But a beautiful experience.
I hope to see you ina dingy basement some time.