Strange circumstances

   I recently had to serve a jail sentence for misdemeanor, but was allowed to participate in a work release program. Jail sentence was for 6 months during which time a good friend of mine moved in with my girlfriend. I was upset with the situation but I dealt with it best I could, as i had no place to go, and it was wintertime and cold. when I got out of jail I moved back in with my girlfriend only to find out that she was no longer my girlfriend and the two of them were intimate with each other. This made me very uncomfortable as I felt he was in my place with my girl! I had no place to go so I reluctantly elected to stay on the couch which ended up to be ok, but at first it was very very uncomfortable needless to say my friend and I got into a fight but we settled our differences. Its been three months and the three of us have been co existing well, but recently the girl has decided that she no longer wants to be in a relationship with my friend. So now he has to sleep on the couch. I am welcome to share her bed
But I am concerned about how my friend feels, as I know exactly how it feels. So I have not shared her bed yet. I am about to, go to the bedroom now as I am writing this. My friend is passed out on the kitchen floor, he was trying to drink his sorrows away.  I listened to him whine about his life and recent misfortunes.
I feel I am wise to not go in there, I know it will just cause alot of drama, and I know I wont stay with this girl because I dont feel the same about her after being replaced so quickly. Funny thing is, I plan to move out next week and  neither one of them know that I found a new home. I care about  my friend and the girl a great deal as they are both my good friends, the fact  they didnt turn me away when I had no place to go holds a great deal of value. Tonight I spoke with my friend in great detail as he downed a bottle of whisky, I listened as he poored his heart out about how it made him feel to be replaced by me, and I could relate to his feelings, so now I must decide what to do, I think I will go have sex with her for the next week then move out, and hopefully they will get back together, but should I really care, probably not, and should I share her bed again, probably not, but it sure feels good to give my friend a taste of his own medicine, and the girl will get her surprise next week when im gone, he who laughs last truly does laugh the hardest.

Go Down the Rabbit Hole: A Writer’s Manifesto

This is a great post and I found it very helpful thanks for the great advice, now I must find a way to generate income because I need money.

Writing for Digital Media

1. You are the work. The work is you: both an articulation of the self and a possibility for self-reflection. Be honest in creation: allow yourself to bleed into the work, but also allow it to work on you. Your work can show you things: illuminate and clarify your own thoughts, motivations, actions. If you do it right, you will find the work changing you, too.

2. Thinking is process. Laying on the floor. Sitting on park benches. Getting lost on purpose. These are all working. Learn the difference between mindless distraction and mindful wandering.

3. Go down the rabbit hole. Sometimes the work isn’t about what you think it is. Allow yourself to get lost down alleyways, to follow a train of thought around a corner. Don’t feel you need to reign yourself in. Too much focus squeezes all the possibility for revelation out of the work.

4. Fear…

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Achieving a goal against all odds.

As I grow older in the years I look back and measure my progress, yes I am an accomplished guitarist and can play almost every song on the radio instantly. But have I done anything productive since 2007? The answer is no! I have found alot of talent, but never have I found all the talent in one place ready to pursue a career as a musician. Most of the time the so called wanna be band members have other agendas like chasing women, or drugs, or working to provide for a family. Just once I would like to find a group of characters who are all on the same page, and who live the same kind of rock n roll lifestyles. The problem can also be when the members all wanna play different styles of music, then there’s often a power struggle over whos gonna play leads. Why cant the guitarist both share in the limelight? And often you find those who are there in heart, but just cant play at the level of myself. Its tough to never give up on your dream, especially when you have children and family who expect you to live by their standards! But even at my age I could still accomplish my dream I’m not dead yet .