This moniker appeared from out of the blue yesterday as I walked up the steps to my porch. Sometimes I need to bring myself down the least common denominator so that I can rise from the depths instead of sink to lower ones. I know I am not the devils notorious sibling but it did give me pause for thought that some thought of me in that light. It’s the only reprieve for them at this point in time.
I suppose that as long as you’re not married to me that I am not such a bad guy even though there were some days that I was negotiable in the bonds of matrimony. My patterns are just different and I did try but just like the chronic relapser I still bite my nails.
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