I suppose it’s time for my customary post introduction – Wow, it seems like it’s been so long since I’ve posted on here.
Maybe my customs have changed though. I realize that my writing style hasn’t altered a great deal in the past two months but it just might be that I’m changing.
I feel different in almost everything I do. From the way I carry myself to how I love, I’m a new version of me. Well, in part. I still look at certain books and think to myself how I’d like to begin reading them but I never do. I still talk about religion and the importance of faith and the variances of faith across different religions, but I don’t follow through and commit to any one or another.
Money is still my most immediate and life threatening concern. I work and so does my girlfriend, who lives with me now, but ends have only met and are dangerously close to not meeting again. My most passionate concern is still Lauren and that’s taken a new turn. I can’t actually discuss it here because my ex-wife can see this site, but I will say that I’ve discovered some absolute truths of the situation Kaytie has put herself in that will ultimately harm her game. She’s been breaking the rules and doesn’t realize that I know exactly how and who with…
It’s funny to me when I speak about my need to conceal my knowledge on this blog because she could see it, more so that I think about your perception of me doing that so often. The unfortunate truth of my circumstances is that my opposition has been strategizing and conspiring for more than two years now to keep me from my daughter. It’s a torment I think about at the beginning of each new day and it is something I must adhere to – a game I must play – if I ever want to be with my baby again. Though there is a difference this time over others as I now have indisputable proof of what Kaytie has been up to and it directly violates several portions of the court order against her and I alike. I will say it at some point in time, but just not here, not until I’m ready for her to know what I found.
I think my biggest hindrance to writing here more is my inability to be at my computer when something comes up. Between my girlfriend and my sister I have had some very interesting thoughts and discussions regarding race, nationality, discrimination, and immigration that I would love to blog about. But alas, I refuse to stop a conversation to go blog about it, which is my ultimate failure as a blogger. HaHa. I’ll figure it out soon enough though.
Well I’m off to play taxi again, as I like to call it, and go pick up my girl from work. I’ll try to get back here tonight. Adios.