Mother’s Day. I wake up
Mother's Day. I wake up with a fuzzy head and fuzzier tongue. A few too many last night seems to be the going trend with me these days. The irony lies in the why... attempting to numb the questioning mind. Where? Why? When? These things lead to self destruction. So I decided that resolutions would be a good first step... you know, some of that sitting on the couch "coalescing the vapors of human existence into a vial of logical comprehension" stuff. It all started with a woman. Actually most things do. An amazing woman that I like very much, yet somehow yet again find a creative way to fuck things up. This is my life. More on the resolutions later... just wanted to say welcome to my blog. Welcome to my life. Don't expect much... but your welcome to sit and stay a while.
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