"Sucked/In"

"El Chubby’s..."

You know them, hell you might actually be one yourself, don’t know that about you yet. There are people, who’s lives you can’t fix, and their not technically disabled, yet they fuck their lives up on a continuous basis. Every day spent cleaning up the shit from the day before. My ex wife is a text book case study of such behavior. That being said, her middle daughter has some very serious issues in that regard. Unfortunately, they’ve sucked my son and daughter into her dysfunction. It’s difficult to offer advice in this situation, because the things they need to do, they won’t like doing it. I can’t fix it for them either, and it saddens me about the circumstances they’ve fallen into. The turmoil is vacuuming up the optimism like a shopvac in a pile of sawdust. On the other hand, it pisses me off that their mother and sister are the ones holding the vacuum! 

"I don’t want to sweat with you..."

Taking a time out from the drama lane of life, I look forward, absent of regret for yesterday. The mistakes we create only linger whenever allowed to. Mistakes are simply a part of life. Never lose sight of that reality. 

"Shit Happens..."

Today, as I write this statement of my personal accounting for what’s transpired, I represent the idea of hope and understanding for what’s essentially emparitive to our expectations. People are what fill our lives, and occasionally you run across some really fucked up ones. Spend the minimum amount of thoughts on these folks we can’t help get better. 

#thinking