Love, Passion & Magic

I still love both of my ex-wives. I love my 4 kids and I have always loved magic. I love everyone of my failed dreams and I have tried to be a good person. It's late at night, or early in the morning and I probably should just go to sleep.


Something is on my mind. Unresolved passion. I need to focus, not wallow in self pity. I've been depressed and sleeping alot. I want to feel joy but I'm having trouble seeing it.


Opportunity exists around every corner, I just need to see it and grab it by its motherfucking throat and squeeze.


My life is like this God damn sticky space bar. Words running together and me having to go back, put the curser between the words and put the space where it belongs.


Enough nonsense. Time for bed.

It's been a drug free week. Time to score some kind bud.