Today Sir is a Zombie


I was 5..maybe 6
I remember swinging in My backyard..listening to the jets overhead, and racing the shadows of clouds as they passed through the yard. I haven’t thought of that…for a long…long time

Interesting what One finds when doing a search of His alter ego on google. I found old comments on blogs that I made years ago. (like the one above)  I found things that I KNOW  My close family wouldn’t approve of.  That something must be wrong with Me….Hell, I wonder this almost every day.

The comment above reminded Me of a time in My life where My biggest concern was in what mom was going to make for dinner that night.

I got done with work early today, and arrived to an empty apartment by mid afternoon.  I turned on the TV….found nothing of interest to watch.  I reheated Two pieces of leftover pizza.  I made Myself Two drinks…and midstream of drink #2 I started to feel

…I’ve affected family(s) and innocents in a negative way.  This is My doing…all of it so I could live a D/s  lifestyle that I feel I must have.  My mother once told Me:  “quit being so selfish”  (yes..parents stearn words effect even truck drivers)

I’m sure the alcohol is typing here tonite, but as I look out over the valley sitting here alone….

I hear jets overhead

I feel alone

I feel selfish

I wonder                am I?

Well no one told me about her, what could I do Well no one told me about her, though they all knew But it’s too late to say you’re sorry How would I know, why should I care Please don’t bother tryin’ to find her She’s not there
Well let me tell you ’bout the way she looked The way she’d act and the colour of her hair Her voice was soft and cool Her eyes were clear and bright But she’s not there
—— electric piano ——
But it’s too late to say you’re sorry How would I know, why should I care Please don’t bother tryin’ to find her She’s not there
Well let me tell you ’bout the way she looked The way she’d act and the colour of her hair Her voice was soft and cool Her eyes were clear and bright But she’s not there

3 Responses to “Today Sir is a Zombie”

  1. you’re not selfish. not one bit. but you are braver than I on the journey we think we need.

    -intense

  2. Are you driving again?

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