Back From The Dead

I could give a bunch of excuses for my absence, but I won't. The truth is, I just couldn't write. I wanted to. I tried to write, but I couldn't.

But now I need to write like I need air to breathe. Writing is my defibrillator, it gives my life an electric shock when trials, tribulations, and obstacles flat line me. And I've had my share of obstacles lately. Even as I type these words, I feel my spirit being revived. I feel the blood awakening, the tingling in my nerves, the crackling of my bones.

So, let's start this journey again. Let's look at life, relationships, parenting, finances, spirituality, politics, education, love, happiness, hatred, anger, betrayal, sex...and whatever random thoughts pop into my head.

Oh yeah, I'se married nah, so this should be REAL interesting...

Talk to you soon, real soon...