The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

May 19th, 2012 My torso is stretched out on my leather lounge chair. Both my arms are stretched back above my head but they are bent at the elbows and my hands are tucked under my head. The softness of the chair back cushions my forearms from the pressure the weight of my head is exerting on them. The rubber lining hiding beneath the leather folds and stitching, is molding its self around my appendages. I close my eyes to rest. The computer screen that is resting on the arm of my throne is bright. The bright light emanating from the screen projects itself onto my eye lids penetrating the thin layer of skin and reaching my corneas. I am too tired to move too relaxed to care. I am so drained. I revel in the quiet of my house. The kids have finally fell a sleep. They produce an energy that can not be matched. They are their own power plant. Their silence is golden but eerie. The only sounds I hear are the ticking of the clock, an occasional car driving down my street and the win...

May 18th, 2012 What the hell is my problem? Why am I laid up like this? There are people out there with worse problems going on in their lives. Worse then mine. Yet, I am numb. I have a good job, two beautiful children. All I have to do is get my shit together. But as much as I try I fail. My motivation gone by the way side. Discarded like trash without a second thought to it, until my mind goes back to look for it again. Isn’t that how it always is with things you discard. You don’t know what you have until its gone. I day dream of a life that is fulfilling. Much like someone would do in a dead end job, or sitting behind a desk not doing what they have been placed on this earth to do. My day dreaming is not about glamour or glitz. It’s about security, fun and fulfillment. Enjoying life’s simple pleasures. But how can you enjoy simple things when life is as complicated as you view it? For me, my complication has to be change, yet I use to embrace change. I can feel normal...

May 15th, 2012 I honestly forgot Mother's Day was coming up. In the weeks leading up to this day, we will celebrate everything, Mom. I was too consumed by my own world to think about it. I've been too consumed in many things in my world to think about much of anything. I would only remember Mother's Day when I would load the boys up in the mini-van in search of our Willy Wonka fun. Still, we seemed to return feeling more like Slugworth in search of his Everlasting Gobstopper. When I am ready to venture out, the get-up-and-go routine is the only thing I have down to a science. When I decide that I need to get up from my lethargic state. I use a lot of energy just to remove my body from the safety of my couch. My motivation rushes over me that I once had before losing my wife in March. A flood of adrenaline pumps through my veins, boosting my skeletal muscles and increasing my oxygen intake like a high-performance race car. Now, everything I do is done without thought a...

 Mother's Day May 13th, 2012 Dedicated to Mimie, My Boys and Mom's Everywhere Love is beginning to form in the womb as conception has just occurred. The mother closes her eyes when she knows the exact instant it happens. The zygote sends out amorousness through the mother's body's central nervous system. The second it reaches the brain, the mother knows she's in love. The baby starts to grow deep inside the mother's abdomen. Mom's affection encapsulates her unborn love's growth with each dawn of a new day. She is the creator of life, to which the soul that was just actualized will always be held dear to her heart in life and in death. Each day, the love affair blooms like cherry blossoms in early spring. The soon-to-be mother is affected by the endorphins sent out by the mortal being cultivated deep inside herself. As the baby grows, so does her baby bump, showing the world that there is another life within her own. Brain waves are shared betwee...