Shitty, Shitty People

I have been busting my ass. I am in a grove and crossing my T's and dotting all my I's. I am being productive. I am making headway at work. And it feels good...most of the time. And then the shitty, shitty people appear. Whether in person or email, when the message is delivered it … Continue reading Shitty, Shitty People


Fuck this World (Grief)

"If I were to die today, I would die the happiest man on earth, with no regrets". That is what he told me the day before he died, Easter Sunday, as we drove home with food from the store for his parents who were "stopping by" for lunch. He clasped my hand, folded it in … Continue reading Fuck this World (Grief)