After 35 or 40 years things really change for most people, mature Adults…

I’ve really noticed that my whole life I’ve been introspective and have really tried to nurture myself or become a little bit better person. The hard part is learning to love yourself. The hard part is really nurturing yourself. In my small amount of travels in life and experience I found that most men when they get to them years they are struggling with loving themselves, and nurturing something better in themselves really. Feels like most men somehow give up at 40 or 35 or something like that. The hardest part to see around me is any kinds of friendships, or connections to others, are not based around friendships, but exchanges – not really connections that matter. I see around me too many men that so struggle with loving themselves and nurturing themselves that they just given up and the amount of all that that they push out into the world is completely negligible.

Saving myself, my closest friends and every worthwhile connection I can. These wings have got worked out more than I can say. No apologies needed, no worries. This is me and that was me. Yea…my neighbors to the north could be better, my neighbors to the south have brought tears. Really, everyone gotta be their best.

The good caring protective neighbors and angels have shown their light. Otherwise I remember -and truly forgive their darkness in their hearts. Nurturing another in trouble is hard to figure out, much less muster in ourselves.

If I see you again I would beat you in a race. On foot. My wings fly far too fast and I know more than you. My best friend Mark spells his name the correct way. I look towards the East for light, sometimes it fails me cause of a cloudy day. Make the best of a cloudy day. I think of that red and white and I remember the darkest of times.

I’m home where I belong. My next steps are just thoughts, but I’ll keep going till I can’t. You do the same and we can be friends.