Who The Hell Am I?

Guys, I wanted to take a break from the normal routine here. Listen, usually when I write it is late and I’m tired. Just so happens I think things before my head hits the pillow. You guys are the ones who see my thought processes.

So let us be clear. I’ve been in several relationships in my life. I’ve also had several flings and innocent friendships. There are degrees I feel one experiences in person to person relationships.

Also I ask myself a lot of questions introspectively. My editing is horrible sometimes and I thank you for your forgiving natures and not being grammar or spelling nazis. It is indeed well received.

I dream here. I play here. I am real here. This has become a place a zen in the perennial shit that is my life. In my life I am no where near where I want to be professionally.

I want to move to Seattle and write for a magazine. Sip on lattes while throwing back some king crab or lobster. All while sipping wine and listening to the sound of a city on the sea.

Such pleasantries I can not afford myself right now so I have to get by on what I can do to try and contribute to my family and their support throughout my maddening life. The tribulations. The mistakes. The lost loves and pursuits I’ve made at settling down and starting a family of my own.

Anyway, thanks for stopping by or thank you again for letting me know your there. It means a lot. So there.

Now that I got that out of my system, which I think fervently needed to be said, I bid all of you a good evening with all yours and mine alcohol preferences.

Peace & Love,

Jared