mourning..

The storm clouds were gathering. Denial is a bitch.

marriage..

sometimes the best thing to do is to just shut the fuck up.

All in..

I think about the hand I have been given sometimes. Where I came from, my parents, their parents.. The decisions they made that affected the course of my life. I look at the hands of other people sometimes, too. How great their childhood was. How awesome their moms and dads are. Their decisions on careers and wives and children. It all looks great. Like a full house or something. While I am stuck with a low pair.
One thing I am starting to realize is I cannot continue to envy others hands. Or look at my own as a losing hand. I'm not playing others anyway. I am playing me. Only I can make the best of it. I just have to make the decision to go all in..

I'm a blogger?

Yeah.. I blog..