Something about a boat

There was music. There were people. My people. There was a boat. There was a Rudy. And Rudy was trying to make time go as s-l-o-w as possible. While the…
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My lonely heart beats relatively easy

I hesitated to share this with you, but here goes… I’ve had a love hate relationship with September 20th since 1991. It was my dad’s birthday. He was turned 36…
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Here and now not forever

When I was in London I went to see a local singer. He asked for requests so I said, TIFFANY! He busted out some I Think We’re Alone Now. Yes,…
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She

I am forty-three years old. The first twenty of those years were a mess of me hating myself because mommy-no-love-me and all the accompanying issues a boy can have with…
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