You Can’t Rescue The Boy In The Man “Part 1”

All I remember is it being deathly silent on the phone. I thought she had fallen asleep. So there I lay on the couch under the covers in a slightly dark room with only the light sound of the t.v. going. By this time it was 2 o’clock in the morning, and we started our conversation at 11:00 pm. I’m not quite sure how long it was since we last talked but we had a lot to catch up on. Our conversation went from politics to food, health, fitness, raising kids, marriage, and reminiscing about our old selves. Continue reading “You Can’t Rescue The Boy In The Man “Part 1””