Sunday, September 13, 2009
The situation as it stands is one of disbelief and resentment. Disbelief that I would let myself think that life would finely be what I pictured as a child. One of raising a family, buying my own house, a big enough yard where I would have to buy one of those riding mowers. A life where A man could come home after working hard all day and be greeted at the door by his children and Wife, and sit down to eat with his family, discussing the day and enjoying each others company. The resentment comes from letting myself think that this type of life comes by way of only hard work.