Confessional

He walked all the way there. It was about two miles. He needed the time to fully decided that he wanted to do what had been convincing himself of for months. He needed an answer. Where ever it came from.

When he arrived at the towering doors his steps became shorter. His pace slowed. He examined the height of the regal, wooden door, wondering if the sculpted figures on the front were mocking him or telling a story that he didn't get. Once inside, he avoided eye-contact with anyone and everything. He eyed the red carpet in front of him. Candles lit the place and sun pushing through stained glass windows. He looked up only to find that no one was looking at him either. They seemed lost somewhere in the ceiling or buried their noses in their own clasped fingers.

He walked to a small room off to the right and kneeled in front of a decorated curtain.

It's been awhile, he started to explain. I think I may have lost my way.

Dear Blog, can you forgive me? Can I write again?


Randomness .....


I always thought my life would completely change when I turned 30. ... It really did too. .... It's not at all the way I imagined. ..... I really know a fair amount of very successful people. They make me proud and jealous at the same time. That's real. .... I can't remember a time in my adult life when there was this amount of quality music available. .... Kanye, Jay-Z, J. Cole, Drake, Wayne, Wale, Big Sean, Trey Songz, Rick Ross.... that's just off the top of my head. ... What happened to the days when all I knew was dancehall? .... Those were the days. ... When you had madd fun at a party and never even thought about taking a drink. .... I really need to start working out again. .... I've thought about running, Cross Fit, MMA, boxing. .... Clearly I'm bored. ... 50,000 word novel writing challenge. ... Damn that's a lot of words. .... I'm still stuck on randomness. .... Are you down? Are you down? Yeah, I'm all the way down. .... Drake sings and Trey raps. The world is upside down. .... Lately I've been wanting to dress more like a grown up. That means I'm getting old. And when my salt and pepper comes, I ain't dying it. .... Sigh... writing might be fun again. ....Head nodding....


Me