Wolves Have Got Me

 Yeah, I know I am an adult, but fuck there are moments. Like this one.  I am sitting in my office, listening to a "retired" congressman. He appears to only care about finding out where the "night life" is in this tiny dot of a town.  Only thing is "the night life" in question is of the underage type.  WTF???? No really, act your age, not your shoe size.  Then again, I guess that I should expect no better, as I was raised with the "Old Boys Club" Let's never mind that I am not male, I was the only one that was trusted by those that counted in my family.  Yeah, I get it, this is more than I let on ever about who I am. If you are good enough guess, if not, it is alright, I try to stay hidden. I am mostly just pissed. Funny that you come to such a tiny place to do what I am more than sure you are.  Told you I was told what to watch for. What I am sure is a "fishing" trip, just not the type that one would expect of someone such as you. ...

I received the oddest email, it asks simply,  "Why do you do this? You are risking everything? Have you gone mad?" "I am not mad; my reality is different from yours" ~ Cheshire Cat "We all go a little mad sometimes" ~ Norman Bates Funny I have not a clue as to which one they mean. Nor does it matter. I shall attempt to answer this inquiry.  The simple answer? So that one day, if needed, someone will find these words and know they are not, were not, ever as alone as they feared. As the ones in FALSE Power made them feel. The complicated answer? Take a seat this may be longer than even I have dared consider. I was brought up that no one else mattered in the choices that you make, save yourself. If you can wake up every day and look at yourself in the mirror? Not have any regrets. You have achieved what many will never know. Not Inner Peace, but close enough.  That is what counts. That is all that counts.  I am tired of watching what I KNOW those before us ga...