"brian, it doesn't matter...."
that's what i need. someone to shake me, tell me what to do.
because jealousy and worry are such ugly emotions.
it's times like these that i long to be more like my father.
a rock, he is.
solid emotions, spoken with clarity and finality.
and he is such a kind, caring, giving man.
although our political alliances differ, he is a brilliant man that i will spend the rest of my life trying to be like.
in other news, i am excited to sit on the beach with one of my best ladies in a place that is significantly closer to the equator.
