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Monday, July 14, 2008

Success requires no apologies...

Success requires no apologies, but punching you in the fucking face would.

I am so angry today. At what, one may ask? At the world and the people in Insurance faceless drones who live for paperwork and redundant behaviour...blood sucking ex-wives.

This mood is the result of two jobs with no time off. Meetings are keeping the badgers at bay, bills are being paid, but I'm about to come unhooked. I need a day that requires no thought and even less action.

I need to hold a woman in my sleep and wake to her breath in my ear, the smell of sex lingering on the sheets. Or a chili cheeseburger and a nap...who the hell knows?

1 comment:

michael alan said...

I'd go with the chili cheese...........ex wives, well, they're ex for a reason and a lot more expensive, but I bet you already know that.

My new disclaimer...yeah I know.

Okay, the old disclaimer was tired. The ideas were outdated and keeping me stuck in a place I don't want to be now for something more refreshing.

I have recently changed my views regarding women. Seems I had some issues with the fairer sex due to past pain and self- centered fear. (Yes...duh applies.)

I'm done with that.

Being in recovery has helped me change my entire life, perceptions and attitudes. I cannot change my history but I can change my today and my future.

I recently realized that the women I know in recovery are some of the strongest, bravest, most gentle and kind teachers I have ever had. You exemplify integrity and spiritual growth, and I hope you know who you are.

Some may know of my past marital and relationship history and been a participant in them as well. It's past and that's where it the past.

I own my part in those failures but claim no more responsibility in any misery you may be experiencing. I am sorry, but it's time to get off the cross. We need the wood.

Thank you all...