I'm turning 48 in a week.
I'm not happy about that. I don't like that number. I was no fan of 47 mind you. But 48 is just to damn close to 50.
I'm single. Big shock. I'm also finally addressing some stuff that needs to be taken care of soon. I used to get real specific here but a few years back someone work-related stumbled on this spot so now I tend to be more careful.
Too bad. I miss my little space to let my bluebird out.
Sorry for all the ramblings but hey, is it the name of the blog.
OK. I'm going to bed. If anyone finds this in 50 years, I was a good guy who tried to overcome demons and a screwed up family.
And I loved my cats.
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