Im so exhausted. It seems I spend the majority of my life waiting. Waiting for something good to happen. Waiting for that opportunistic moment. Waiting for my life to have meaning. Waiting for someone special to happen upon me. Waiting for me to happen to others. Or in the case of this morning, waiting for Danny to have his wisdom ( Read more... )

  I guess the beginning of June, as stoic as it may have appeared, was when things really started to unravel. Kathleen complained -mostly to Danny- about not being able to afford the bills and rent after Quinisha had bailed out. This struck me as odd because she never seemed to be in a crunch all of the months before and since the ( Read more... )

  Some things are just hard to talk about let alone write about. Potentiall when things really get tough and you’re staring down the barrel of the gun, you’re more prone to pissing yourself.  And then, as though someone immediately revealed to you that it was simply a toy gun, the wave of bewilderment replaces panic and certain level of ( Read more... )

I don’t know who to turn to -what to do- in this dark hour. I feel like retreating, turning around and walking backwards. Back to where I was solely responsible for the unraveling of my life. Back to the first sour thread that started to tear and wind itself around a spinning orbit which now falters aimlessly off its axis into a vast ( Read more... )

The days leading up to Memorial Day were completely awash in a load of calculated disappointments. I had my heart set into going home for a visit. I had planned this for a while even going so far as to schedule off the Friday before the weekend holiday weeks in advance for Danny and I so we could get an early start on the drive to New Orleans. ( Read more... )

There's something to be said about lazy Saturdays: they seem like such a complete waste of time. We had loose plans to recreate another Saturday afternoon in the park equipped this time with water balloons but that fell thru when Danny and Adam woke to massive hangovers from the evening before when Adam came over after work to spend ( Read more... )

She left a blur on the household, a mere shadow on the white walls upon her decent past the apex in the bend of the cul-de-sac. It’s strange how even the house itself was aglow with contentment the very day she left. I remember looking upward towards the stairway and noticing an orange glow that enveloped the open great room that had ( Read more... )

A relaxing evening can very rarely for me ever be just that. The weekend is drawing to an end and I should admit that adding an extra day to it by taking Friday off of work certainly hasn’t made it feel any longer.

I didn’t get much accomplished. Though I had the new manual professionally printed on Friday it’s a far cry from the amount of time and ( Read more... )

I’m so glad I have tomorrow off. I get to recover over a three day weekend before jumping into a new class of ten. Though it’s good to be hiring again, I never -really- look forward to training. I only stepped up to the plate because I know I’m pretty good at it and I don’t anyone else to do the job correctly. I wish I wasn’t so anal.

Tomorrow ( Read more... )

It truly has been a long week. I can hardly even remember the weekend. I think I left off with Brian Covert who had stopped in for the weekend on his newly acquired motorcycle. I grunted at the notion that he’d be spending the entire weekend with us and I was prepared to call him out if he had started some stupid, disrespectful bullshit in my own ( Read more... )