The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home » Don't Leave This Way August 17th, 2012 Place your hand in mine so that I may hold you again. Allow me to feel the power of your touch as your blood pulsates through my palm. I want to feel the softness of your skin and the contours of your fingers as they fold into mine. Touch me, send chills through my arm, and make me melt. Pull me in and hold me close. Touch your shoulder into mine as you embrace me. Feel my muscles flex with desire as your skin burns mine, and we fuse together. Bend your neck away so I may tuck my head into you. Feel my breath as I breathe heavily from your touch. Allow my hand to rub your back, letting the friction of my hands create a relaxed state of pleasure. Look at me. Tell me that you miss me. Remind me how things used to be. Whisper something in my ear so I may giggle like a kid again. Let me smile and brighten your day as it slowly forms on my face. I see my teeth constantly because I am happy. Pull away but keep me ne...

You are here: Home » Move Forward August 15, 2012 I'm nervous as shit. My heart races non-stop when I think about it. I knew this time would come, yet it overwhelmed every fiber of my being. I need to get it together and embrace my new start. I hate how I got to this point in the latest period of my life, but now I have no choice but to get my shit together and be normal...I laugh-  normal . I wish I could be far from normal. I could pretend to be Father Time and right wrongs in my past. But that doesn't happen, so pretending to be normal will have to be. This very day marks five months since she is gone. Today, I'll start my first day at my old job as a cop. It has been 150 days since I lost her, but most people could give a fuck less. People have moved on without us, so it is my turn to move forward. I got to this point on my own since her death with help from no one. I'll just push harder until I reach a point where I can be satisfied that I have done my best, ...

You are here: Home » One in a Million August 14th, 2012 Free falling from the sky, I am but one of millions, upon millions, of tiny rain drops searching for my place to land. Drawn from the deepness of the ocean, I rise above the sea towards space, expanding myself into a vapor that searches for its relative humidity, that will form the clouds, where I will rest until I am released. I immerse myself in the pillow soft, white caps that slowly darken into a Nimbus cloud, high in the sky, and I bounce in my heavenly place. Waiting for my time to quench the land below, my little contribution to the world. Finally the floodgates open, and I start my decent to the promise land. The air is cool as I glide along its jet stream letting it push me around from side to side. I get tangled up with the other drops of rain that have joined me in my free fall in liquid transparency. Like on a dance floor, we dance round and round. I imagine each dance different...

You are here: Home » Ice Cream: Don't Tread on Me August 13, 2012 I've already been here and done that, so it seems. I am reliving this moment from about five months ago. It's like part deux. My son finds security in the American flag. Don't we all? It's because of the picture of his mom hanging in the hallway. The photo shows her holding her college degree with the American flag in the background. I have noticed him gravitating to the picture in the days after her death. I believe the flag represents her; thus, it has become his  "wobbie,"  his cape, shield, best friend, best bud, confidant, blanket, security, joy…well, you get the point. It is the one thing he has held dear for the last several months. I decided to take a friend to a local ice cream establishment that I love to share with people when they are my guests. It's fun, exciting, and, well, oh-so-yummy. Yes, I wrote yummy. It's an institution in the area where I grew up, and ever...