Sometimes I lie awake at night for hours upon hours... It's almost a nightly task where I'm constantly restless and confused. Most times I think about some of the people I've lost or where I'm at and why I'm here or am I even supposed to be here and all kinds of what if's. Shit isn't even all that bad though honestly and I know this and I know it could be worse. Sometimes though I just feel like where the fuck did I make the wrong turn... then I wake up in the morning, the sun is shining, and I hear "dad-dyyy" then I feel my wife next to me and I know immediately, I'm the king of my world and things are the way they are supposed to be. My definition of perfect and my slice of heaven.
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Awww