Terribly restless…sometimes the real shit is the stuff I can’t write…those in the know, know why. I can feel the darkness sweeping in…it’s on the horizon, coming and relentless in its fiery and desire to consume all our hopes and dreams…there is very little that can be done. There is very little that should be…
I do a number of things professionally...but most of all and the true purpose of what I do through "my work" is to provide for my family, be a good husband and great father, and try to make a difference as a world citizen...I guess it's not much more complicated than that :)