Where the adult, roughly two months from moving out, tries to work through feelings of both "home" and what that word means to him.
I don't know the correct way to start this one. I've deleted the opening possibly a hundred times, if not more. Every sentence feels, Like a labour. Every sentence, a sentence. I started digging this little hole in the internet, precisely because I knew this moment was coming. The hopes would be that by the time … Continue reading A Parting Of Ways
Howdy Doody! Yesterday, no wait, we'll say today because it's more meaningful, FINE, FINE, we'll just say Yesterday marked an occasion. It was the one year anniversary of me creating this place! No song this time, but I hereby give you permission to listen to whatever it is yer currently blaring. Only, I never did … Continue reading An Anniversary… Of Sorts
Howdy Doody! I'm going to attempt to try to filter myself and maybe if we're very lucky, leave here with 700 (spoiler: I make it to 500) words or so worth reading. What's new with you? How's yer missus/mister/person? And the kids are holding up ok? Ahh, that's good to he- Right, you've had your … Continue reading Attack of the Man-Child
Howdy Doody! Just Gonna do a wee checking in today, with three goals in mind. Goal Numero Uno Firstly, just trying to get back in the swing of posting. It's an obvious thing, but it's true. The more you write, the better you'll be as you notice those little hiccups and with any luck, manage to … Continue reading Mini Milestone Adultations
Howdy Doo-aufaufauf-dy... Yes, I'm still sick. I think I'm done though. This feels like the last day of it. The brain no longer feels like mush and the sweating, that eternal, viscous sweating is finally over. However, Every few minutes, maybe even hours, There will be silence in my home, Until... My chest no longer … Continue reading Thursday Tribulations
So last week for me was... Tough. I really do mean and intend to try post more often, or at least keep it regular enough, but this week had its fair share of challenges. I'm more doing this post so I can hopefully exorcise some mental demons. Essentially, I'm looking to defragment the auld noggin … Continue reading My Son, Autism, And Me
So, what I keep hoping for is that this place becomes funnier than it is morose. Life is hard enough, ya don't need to have a stranger whine on about themselves. That can be fun in doses, but for me, I guess I'd rather this place be about getting a laugh or a smile out … Continue reading My First (Sorta) Girlfriend