Spent the last hour or so reviewing old friends journals and its obvious this site is dead.

Here is the short version.

I own a small plot of land near the middle of nowhere with my wife. Where we are raising our son who likes soccer more than I understand. I help run a small remodeling business.

I recently started a new job. I still work in the family business when I can, but that is on the back burner now. That was a really hard choice for me to make. Staying loyal and at the ready for the business or a steady paycheck. Well I have waited at the ready for years. I still feel like I am letting them down or something ( Read more... )

When I'm lyin' in my bed at night ( Read more... )

"is it ever going to be enough ( Read more... )

Roof leaks, property taxes, health insurance, cool air intake systems ( Read more... )

I'm worn out.

"If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace ( Read more... )

I miss being amazed. I miss that youthful, gleeful excitement when a band rolls through town or when a movie is about to open. That feeling of if now then never. When everything had a price tag of "at any cost, by any means"; and I was willing to pay it ( Read more... )

I really really should stop cutting my own hair.   I wonder what a trip up to birch run would do for my look.

Looking forward to an actual night out, but not the reason for it.  I have crow's feet and gray hair, and I'm going to be an antique.