Figured it Out


When I was a kid I stoled me old mans car.     I hoped he wouldn’t notice.


If there’s ever a time to do that…it would be NOW

because I’m mature.


You can’t make me cry.

Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me.


Why is it that woman can cry so easily and men rarely do? I think I’ve only cried once in the last 10 years.

I wsh I could cry sometimes.

I come close when I see triumphant moments of father -son relationships on TV,

which tells me I’ve got issues there.

Maybe that’s why I exercise a lot. I need to find other ways of releasing the build up of life’s punches.

I’m going to go chop an onion now.