Sunday night after a rough Saturday and I’m home alone on Mother’s Day. As a single dad I don’t get any momma day love, but there is always father’s day. I don’t have terribly much to say tonight save for the fact that I am actively avoiding work. It isn’t a great look to do so, and pretty much defines the last 4-5 years of my life.
So, here I am burning through ten minutes with no real purpose but with a dedication to see it through. It is a burden I love and accept with great pride. It remains the one thing in my life I have complete control over. The words are strong or weak at my choosing and based on my dedication to writing. So there it is. With time to spare.
Some Thoughts:
- Why is it that wherever I find a CVS there is a Walgreens across the street?
- My upstairs air is out, rendering that section of the house unlivable during summer until I can get the air back online. What I learned from that experience is that I don’t necessarily need an upstairs anyway. Me and my boys are pretty tight and aren’t all that interested in getting away from each other.