It's time for adventure, it's time for movement. I'd love to stay but that doesn't look possible without becoming a total burden and wearing out the few that are still present.
American materialism is killing me. My past is haunting me. I made this life. I performed the actions and made the choices that got me here.
No one can free me. God can only help me make better choices and open doors and provide favor but its quite unlikely that He will part seas for just one man, especially this man.
I love the Lord but I cannot expect anything from him that he is unwilling to provide.
I must man-up and own my current and make for myself a better future, and then invite a woman into a life with me.
Jail-house proposals and jail-house religion are useless. I only pray now I can do what I need to do without seeing a jail cell.
The kids already have a forced relationship with me; my leaving will make things easier for them as well.
I see the road and I know where it's taking me
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