Amikolle

Dunno if I said last time, but this is supposed to be therapy of a sort for me, so the important thing to do is get in the habit of writing, even when I don’t think I have anything interesting to say.

Last night Badr and I went to Bear’s baseball game.  They ended up losing, but Bear looked good at the plate. His last at-bat he fouled about 5 off before he struck out swinging.  If he ever really connects, it’s gonna fly.

I have to remember that it’s times like those that I miss the most when I duck out of life.  Just watching my son play baseball.  Cooking dinner.  Falling asleep next to someone you love.  I have to remember.