That could be us

Everyday around 6 pm, I see this mom walking home with her son. She must work somewhere around here and, by the look of the kid's uniform, he studies at the school near by.
She looks around 10 years older than me, and the kid looks around my kid's age. Everyday, they walk side by side. The kid tirelessly telling his mom the shenanigans of the day. So in my mind, I picture their life as an endless single mom-only kid routine. After work, she picks him up and, together head to the bus station to start the long way home. The kid, in a non-stop rant about school and friends and sports, while mom fixes dinner and the lunch box for the next day.

I envy them so much...

I can't deny it is a great deal to come home and know the kid's uniform is clean and ready to use. To find dinner warm and waiting for me,., being in my own place would be exhausting and with so many limitations,  but damn,.,  I think of that apartment we used to live in, geez...  I loved that place so much!!
I pictured myself alone with the kid in that apartment, and the level of inner peace and satisfaction that I felt was.. Awesome..

I am still working on making this happen. One way or another it must happen soon. Somehow, more than ever before, it feels like I am finally on the right path to achieving it. Again, I don't wanna jinx it,., cause it feels like it will easily slip through my fingers but,., I can't help a little joy to show ;)

Monday

I'm so scared.. Wednesday and Thursday were hectic.
Leg pain has been bitching since Friday.

I want it to be Monday noon already and to be done with all this

So weird, no matter what the outcome is, it scares me either way.

I need to chill,., I need to release stress...

Hear me roar!!!

OMG.. I don't wanna jinx it but damn...

Internet hear me roar!!!!

(^o^)

Darkness..

Oh, you think the darkness is your ally, you merely adopted the dark. I was born in it, molded by it. I didn’t see the light until I was already a man; by then, it was nothing to me but blinding! The shadows betray you, because they belong to me. I will show you where I have made my home, I will be preparing to bring justice. Then, I will break you. Your precious armoury, gratefully accepted. We will need it. Ah yes, I was wondering what would break first. Your spirit, or your body?

The plan

As I have been forced to take a few days of before training, I have been searching for all the movies I plan to watch on the following days.
I have come up with a list of 73 movies, that is 146 hours of movies considering if they are two hours long. So,., I'll do my best to watch most of them. It won't be possible due time restrictions but...

I better start right now.. These two will join the challenge,., they look so eager...

It has been two years

One of the things I seriously miss from my times back in that apartment, is the cooking.
I loved to cook them different things. I can't describe the level of satisfaction it made me feel to see them eat with such enjoyment.

Once we moved back to my mom's place. I stopped. Every time I would try to cook something I would end up in tears. I used to cook for someone who was no more, cooking had no meaning anymore.
As time passed by the feeling changed, knowing my kid and my sister enjoy my food so much, helped me to recover myself from that hole I was in.., but then again..

I'm such a dumbass for letting this get to me.. Anyway..

My mom would not eat anything I cook. So I decided I would never cook again. But it hurts, I shouldn't care, but still after all this time. She has the power to humiliate me. I don't hate her but, damn!!!!!!  Sometimes I feel so close to that.

Hope it's just the hormones talking -. -

Just be