Happy new years....grieve. No seriously, Happy New Years Eve :) Day was ok, evening a bit rocky. Dammit man, Am I the bad guy for saying fuck off? Lets call a spade a spade here; thats how my new years eve went. But I said it because it needed to be said. Im the first to preach love and patience, but wow, sometimes a line needs to be drawn.

I cant carry on being the 'good guy', the spiritual deflect conflict guy. People cause shit and somewhere along the way, I find that burning bag on my door step. And then it flows. My vengeance, my views, my opinion I guess. I think what gets me, is that this shitty drama always crops up on your doorstep on a day like this, you know, a day like Old Years Eve, when all you really want to do, is chill, the FUCK, out.

And then people press that button. Wait, no. They hammer it. And hammer again. And no matter how hard you keep your cool, and just quietly sip your whiskey, they hammer that button, at their own peril, with out knowing it. Good news is that all is quiet now. For now no more messages, wife is peacefully asleep, and music is playing in the back ground. All is calm in the world, for this welcome to the new year. At least for now. I can carry on fighting tomorrow, but not right now.