dallaspenn.com

Nahh, Not hardly.

The control panel here at DP.com was out of service for a minute and when it came back online I was hit with the realization that the internets would not cease to be if I wasn’t part of it. That is some massive ego reckoning for a writer. Who in the world gives us the right to assume that people want to know what we are thinking? This shit here is 100% percent ego.

My trip to Atlanta was filled with reckonings big and small. I was saddened to see my mom getting old. My dad just kind of broke out without breaking down physically. My mom however is being depleted by multiple sclerosis and the loss of confidence in her ability to get herself about. I realized that I was getting old myself. I met up with friends and former classmates who had children in their teens and even twenties.

What have I done with my life? No kids. No college degree. Just a website, with some really generous friends that give me their time and their money. I can’t feel sorry for myself either because this is the life I choose. I wanted to quit the internets because I was feeling like a failure in life and then the website’s admin server was broke. I thought I had nothing at that moment.

I’m over my little breakdown now and I’m ready to get back into the conversation. I’ve been assigned a few projects at my day job that will keep me away from a computer. I will buy another Blackberry this week so that I can stay connected to you folks. Thank you all again. I’m not sure what I would do without you good people to inspire and motivate me to keep on keeping on. Let’s get back to having some fun.