I walked across the parking lot on my way into work yesterday; I had to fight every muscle in my body from turning around and running back to my car and driving away. I wasn’t feeling down, I wasn’t feeling up. It was what has become my norm of just riding that middle ground. At... Continue Reading →
Active Shooter..
I was supposed to write the next post about the difficulty of being four hours away from my boys, about trying to figure out if the personal success that I have been having at work was worth the distance that I am away from them. About whether or not I should move back and take... Continue Reading →
All the falling pieces…..
Ever play that game where you sit and contemplate the existence you would have had had you not taken a right an hour ago and instead taken a left? The one where you dream up scenarios of maybe had you taken that left you would have been involved in some horrific accident or on the... Continue Reading →
Running with a bomb…..
She held a bomb in her hands, one planned for me. The kind from the cartoons that is round and black and literally has the word "Bomb" written on the sides in white lettering. She pulled out a strike anywhere match and stared at the red tip. The historically gentle woman knew that this bomb... Continue Reading →
The “factual” story of my first night out.
It was an unusually warm December that year. Christmas day didn’t bring the white snow that Bing Crosby would dream of instead it brought 70 degree weather in a state that is used to subzero temperatures. This year it benefitted him as he sat on a green plastic lawn chair, smoking cigarette after cigarette writing... Continue Reading →
Why be Maybe
"Why" has been half of the two most dangerous words in the English language over the past year and a half. This is a personal tragedy for me as I am infinitely curious about most things; so asking why is a part of who I am. This single syllable, three-letter word though has led me... Continue Reading →
Online dating – My personal tag sale…
Preparing for a tag sale can be stressful and should come with a planned approach. There is so much time spent not only planning, preparing, and stressing about an event that will cost you the better part of a weekend, where you need to question it’s worth. After I had my one and only tag... Continue Reading →
Advice – 3 of 3
Assholes that are functional – This is advice that may not necessarily be pretty (advice I may not have wanted to hear at the time) but it is functional and eventually led to a greater moment of thinking. You need to get away from her – It was a really hard realization for me when... Continue Reading →
Advice – Part 2 of 3
Bleached assholes that look good but are full of shit – This is advice that I am hoping was an attempt to provide advice from a good place but ended up being full of shit. “She’ll Come Back” – Not going to lie, this advice really shook me up, mostly because it was from my... Continue Reading →
Advice – Part 1 of 3
“Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one”, I believe that is the correct way the saying goes right? I may have two because I have been told that I am opinionated, maybe just a bit. It has been my experience that while someone is going through a tough time that assholes (opinions) fly all over... Continue Reading →
Learning my new life, 
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