starkmadd

Life barrels forward, rocketing down the highway of life, and I am just alnong for the ride. It seems the harder you try to get to a certain point in your life, the more the fates intervene, slowing down any progress you make.

I am just out of a long distance relationship. She now maintains that she just wants to be friends. However, she keeps telling me how much she misses me, and talks like we are still together. Women to me are a "riddle, wrapped in an enigma, shrowded by mystery."

Work has been an escape lately. An escape from the mundane. It seems that a few of my co-workers and myself are the only ones in the entire company that have not become mindless atomotons hell bent on coorperate pleasure. Maybe it is the fact that while being on commision, we are not totally dependent on the company, rather on our own performance, to survive. I have refused to tow the company line and yet I am praised. It seems surreal at times.

My kids are constantly driving me insane, as does their mother. I can never count on her to maintain her visitation obligations. Nor has she ever attempted to pay the child support she has been ordered to pay. However, I would do anything for their happiness, and having their Mom in their lives seems to make them happy for a few minutes a month.

Life goes on, I keep scratching, clawing and trudging up this mountain in front of me. Plodding foreward into an unknown that I relish to see. Around the next corner may be an adventure of untold excitement. Or more mundain plodding. The adventure seems to be more about the journey than the destination. Ariving at my goals has never seemed as fulfilling as the process of getting their anway. So pull away fates, make it as hard as you can. You can only make my travels all the sweeter by your intervention!