America I took a chance this week on one hell of a woman. The one who broke my nose during sex if you have read that post. Its hard for me to be close to people. Sure I will help my friends and I’m a considerate Gentleman always holding the door and shit. However when you have been ditched, beaten, robbed, or shot at a few times you armor gets a little thick. Its harder to let people in and your happy to remain an enigma. My friends and family don’t even know I write. But this weekend I let my guard down. I gave her a chance, she stayed with me for five days and we had a wonderful time. The sex was too hot for even my blog. But I took a chance on her and she took a chance on me. I was nervous, I was challenged, I was excited, and my heart was racing. And it felt good.
I took a chance America. I left my comfort zone and thrived. I had the confidence to jump and I had a great weekend. Take a chance this week America. Leave your comfort zone. The statistical veil we Americans cover our faces with to hide from the dangerous, the unknown. Stop being so fucking safe America, listening to whatever CNN Doctor is filling you with fear and doubt with the newest risk that will kill us all. We all are going to die. We are all shiting, eating, fucking, murdering soon to die animals.
Life is fleeting, far to fast, like sand running out of the hour glass never to return nor repeat. Before you know it, your waiting for the grim reaper to open the door with nothing to help your courage but a list of regrets. A hollow idea of what your life should have been. America I have seen the grim reaper and he is one mean shit.(not going spiritual on you its a metaphor). I have stared down guns and dodged bullets. I have almost killed and almost loved. But I’m going to change and this weekend was a great one. America stop listening to the pussies who say be happy with what you are. Take those books and wipe your ass with it you will get more use. Don’t be happy with yourself however don’t hate yourself. Realize that we all are fucking, shitting, mistake making animals, but unlike most animals we are self aware. I think therefore I am. We can see that we have the power to better ourselves and never stop bettering ourselves till the grim reaper shows his face and says dude you ruled… But its your time time to leave the party.
Through learning, pain and chances we find who we really are and if you don’t like what you see change. Four years ago I was a coke addict, who’s only relationships was with the strippers that passed through my bed room. I can’t remember one of their names not one. I wanted more. I quit coke, I quit dealing and have the empty bank account to prove it. But I took a chance America. I bet on myself because who the hell else will? Take a chance America and better yourself. she is one hell of a woman.
Feel like taking a chance right now? Try my book. Just published and available on amazon.com right now. I know I’m a long shot but sometimes a long shot can pay off big. Link to my book follows. http://www.amazon.com/Playing-Your-Hand-Right-Showing/dp/1484829794/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1384734018&sr=8-1&keywords=playing+your+hand+right
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