THIS BLOG IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. Anyone under 18 should leave immediately. This blog started as a place to chronicle my attempt at rekindling a long ago romance in spite of the fact that we were both married to others but evolved into a journal of my sexual revolution and now what is hopefully my maturation into a fully functional adult.
This one runs through my head a lot lately."These Days" from Dan Fogelberg's Captured Angel albumI used to think of myself as a soldierHolding his own against impossible oddsBadly outnumbered and caught in a crossfire of devils and godsAll I ever wanted to be was freeAll I ever looked for was what was within my eyes to seeOh, but these days are just like you and meOh, but these days are just like you and meYou used to be something I could believe inHow could you let me forsake myself soYou used to think of your life as a riddle with no answer knownAll you ever wanted to be was freeAll you ever looked for was what was within your sights to seeOh, but these days are just like you and meOh, but these days are just like you and meWe used to live like there was no tomorrowTasting our trials a day at a timeCrying for justice and laughing at sorrowSuch innocent crimesAll we ever wanted to be was freeAll we ever looked for was what was within our sights to seeOh, but these days are just like you and meOh, but these days are just like you and meJust like you and meYou know they're just like you and me
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