Street Life
I’ve been doing my blog for some time now, and even though it hasn’t gotten the recognition that, I want, I believe that great things come to those who not only wait, but work hard in the process, and I lately been giving you something each night before, I drift off to dreamland. Wherever that may take me this night…. For the most part those that know me, and those who don’t know, I live by a number one Golden Rule which is, I don’t call individuals out, I may laugh, and joke around about a lot of things, but this is something I take very seriously. You just never knew anymore what the next is capable of, and not only that because fear is not the matter, I just believe that is something one should reveal on their own. The streets have certain conducts, and, I too use to run in them freely without a care in the world. Yes me, I fell victim to the calling. Every now, and again, I will let you in on me, I have no problem with that, I guess individuals would look at me, and think they have it all figured out, but you never really know do you. For instance, I know this guy that came to me once, and told me that he had this friend that he started liking more than he should, and he couldn’t explain it to himself. Well he let his desire take control a little, and he kissed him, but not just any kiss the kiss of true luuuuuuuuuu yeah yal thought, I was going to say love. No, but the kiss was passionate enough for him to enjoy it, but no sexual arousal occurred from it, and that left him to wonder why??? I told him basically he has to find what, or whom makes him comfortable enough to go that extra mile that he needs. He told me that he would stick to pussy cause that’s all he knew, and with that said. Who could argue that down. Street Life??? Because that would have been a whole nother chapter he would explore & then some, and not everybody is built to leave the secure nest just yet. It’s more to that story, but let’s save it for another point of view. Now before, I settled down, and started the family that, I have now because eventually that’s what happens. You find someone, or not, and you ease off of what you know that living reckless before was just at that time. Well, I guess not everybody, I did, but before… I ran, and hung out with a lot of guys, and learned a lot of shit about who’s who, and what’s what, and let me tell you if you didn’t know, and nobody told you it was. Then you just won’t know. Am, I proud of things, I did back then. Honestly, I don’t look at it as a proud thing, I did them. It was my choice, and there for wasn’t ashamed of them, I try not to have no regrets in life because for me it takes a slice of the living experience, and I need all mines to see what can, I put together at the end of it all. Now was, I ready to leave the nest, or was I pushed out of it. For me it was a combination of both because everything, I’ve learned about myself, and the life at that time, I didn’t have anybody at that time looking out for my best interest at heart. So pretty much for the most part, I was alone with it. It’s just like The Country Mouse and City Mouse if you ever read that story…. I thought it was a cute lil story.
I’ve been doing my blog for some time now, and even though it hasn’t gotten the recognition that, I want, I believe that great things come to those who not only wait, but work hard in the process, and I lately been giving you something each night before, I drift off to dreamland. Wherever that may take me this night…. For the most part those that know me, and those who don’t know, I live by a number one Golden Rule which is, I don’t call individuals out, I may laugh, and joke around about a lot of things, but this is something I take very seriously. You just never knew anymore what the next is capable of, and not only that because fear is not the matter, I just believe that is something one should reveal on their own. The streets have certain conducts, and, I too use to run in them freely without a care in the world. Yes me, I fell victim to the calling. Every now, and again, I will let you in on me, I have no problem with that, I guess individuals would look at me, and think they have it all figured out, but you never really know do you. For instance, I know this guy that came to me once, and told me that he had this friend that he started liking more than he should, and he couldn’t explain it to himself. Well he let his desire take control a little, and he kissed him, but not just any kiss the kiss of true luuuuuuuuuu yeah yal thought, I was going to say love. No, but the kiss was passionate enough for him to enjoy it, but no sexual arousal occurred from it, and that left him to wonder why??? I told him basically he has to find what, or whom makes him comfortable enough to go that extra mile that he needs. He told me that he would stick to pussy cause that’s all he knew, and with that said. Who could argue that down. Street Life??? Because that would have been a whole nother chapter he would explore & then some, and not everybody is built to leave the secure nest just yet. It’s more to that story, but let’s save it for another point of view. Now before, I settled down, and started the family that, I have now because eventually that’s what happens. You find someone, or not, and you ease off of what you know that living reckless before was just at that time. Well, I guess not everybody, I did, but before… I ran, and hung out with a lot of guys, and learned a lot of shit about who’s who, and what’s what, and let me tell you if you didn’t know, and nobody told you it was. Then you just won’t know. Am, I proud of things, I did back then. Honestly, I don’t look at it as a proud thing, I did them. It was my choice, and there for wasn’t ashamed of them, I try not to have no regrets in life because for me it takes a slice of the living experience, and I need all mines to see what can, I put together at the end of it all. Now was, I ready to leave the nest, or was I pushed out of it. For me it was a combination of both because everything, I’ve learned about myself, and the life at that time, I didn’t have anybody at that time looking out for my best interest at heart. So pretty much for the most part, I was alone with it. It’s just like The Country Mouse and City Mouse if you ever read that story…. I thought it was a cute lil story.
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