That was me. Drifting like a fallen angel back to the hard ground I fluttered over, like a ghost, for two years. The real me, almost invisible to everyone.
I am not sure if you have ever heard the quote (paraphrased in a million different ways), “The older you get, the wiser you become.” As I age (I refuse to say ‘get older’), I begin to notice things, situations, people, life; everything is recycled.
You promised your spouse they won’t be ashamed of you anymore when you go to the beach. But, it never happened did it fatty?
Just a guy from Redlands, California married to a thug wife, raising 5 ganstas, trying to make it through the struggle through writing. Full time Christian, Husband, Daddy, Engineer. Part time blogger, gamer, aspiring novelist.