this morning #2112.

this morning, he was debating whether he actually had to get out of bed today. would anybody even notice if he didn’t? he’d hit a wall. blasé late-middle-aged dad driven absolutely mad by his pursuit of happiness. it’d been a jagged couple of months. newly-retired. daughter now out of the house. wife officially out of the picture. too much time on his hands. hours to fill. he’d been waiting for this day. ushered in this next chapter with a promise. owed it to his pre-family self. vowed to make the most of every second from here on out. a lesser man might’ve opted for a hobby over late nights at clubs & jumping from planes. a better man might’ve been primed for the excitement. he’d never known what type of man to be.