The boy

Two women and a day job. I sure am tired alot! They takes good care of me, they do, Missy & Chloe. I am grateful. Love them so much, words fail. My life is different now. I am fighting for a future for the three of us. Every day.

I started this. I remember how, it seemed easy at the time. (Don't take that the wrong way, Chloe). I was full to the brim with perfect confidence. I was the biggest baddest motherfucker in the room. I manuvered and manipulated, it was great fun. Now the novelty is worn off, and I am in it for the long haul. Much to do, much work to be done, much to build. We are all working hard. It feels good, to be three, striving towards a common dream. It feels genuine. It feels possible. We are on the frontier, making our own way, no signposts, no direction, no sage advice from travellers come this way afore. We are winging it maximally. Live without a net. I do not know the future, but I know that I am fully committed.

---Red