What’s the End Game?
Hey folks, As of late I’ve been comjumbled with thoughts. Life is always full of choices. Sure we make choices off of our own benefit but it seems as though even in the passenger seat without the choices the things that just happen without our opinion or please seem to happy to all workout. Naturally, we just hope it all flows in the most perfect way but sometimes that’s not the way it is. My granny asked me recently what I want out of this life of mine. What is the end goal and desire. I love these questions. They get my mind flowing with fleeting and ambiguous thoughts. My granny got married twice once to a man who I know nothing about but, boy did he bring the most precious bad ass into my life. Don. Her second marriage was full and short. He died young from cancer but he brought to her my aunt and my mother. One. My twin, born the day after me. Two. My gorgeous Moma. I answered to her, I want to be on a farm or somewhere where I can have plenty of dogs and children. Also, a...