As if I don’t have enough to do in a week; why not add a blog. I started this endeavor the same way most people start most things; that is, I got talked into this shit. I’ve been a bit overwhelmed in this itchy sweater that is my new way of life. Understand, I went from shooting heroin, smoking crack, and drinking large amounts of alcohol for at least 20 years, running streets, and looking forward to punching out under that thick green comforter known as a cemetery. Only to give all that up. I have over 4 years off the booze and dope. I’m one week off cigarettes. I’ve enrolled in college after 20 years between my chest and the last desk it’s pressed against.
And now I feel. Everything. I hear what the born-on-the-internet generation has to say about where this world needs to turn next. Now and then I’ve made the mistake of turning on the television. “Criminal Minds”, “Law & Order SVU”, “CNN”, “FOX”, “Key & Peele”. And I suddeny have to ask myself.
WHY I SHOT DOPE AND DRANK SO LONG.
So I started this blog after professors swore someone would read what I have to write. I know I’m going to challege today’s apathy. I know I’m going to question my country does much of what it does. I know I’m going to write reviews of poems and poets I’ve been blessed to interact with. I’m going to write about addiction and especially codependency. I’m a VCU English/AFAM double major. I’m the first in my family, my ENTIRE family, to enroll in college. I’m seeing things now, in my 45th year of life. I’m confident in saying that I have more years behind me than I do in front. On that thought, I won’t waste our time.
My name is John. Nice meeting you.
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