As of late and due to the recent events in my life, I'd like to say sorry to those that I have been an inconvenience to in the past. They would know whom they are.

One thing I hate about my job is the moment of silence and stillness in the early hours of the morning where I would either look out over the ocean or peer into the depths that light can't touch. It's with these moments that I get lost in thought.. Do a little soul searching.. That I realize that I asked to much, expected to much, or expected anthing at all. And given way to much.

And over time it's gotten to be a heavy weight to give give give and still continue to smile while I punish myself for the name of either being the nice guy, or doing what is right. I'm just tired of being used, being taken advantage of, it seems to be the normal way of life in this age in a ugly world.