this will be my first of randomly distributed postings. i have entered the halfway point of my life and all the confusion that goes with it. i remain a boy inside but with responsibilities of a leader. i have a family to give me purpose. i have a job to keep them alive. my actions directly conflict with my beliefs. i define myself by the people who stand with me. i know that time passes too quickly, yet i procrastinate. i spend most of my time with the people i love least.

i wonder what profound sadness the people on the planes and in the towers felt when they knew there was no going home.