Childhood was a thrill to skateboard in the neighborhood after public school and wish for the girls to all be mine. My heart beat and the different suburban streets. All to get to VCU and the Army and home again to family.

 Here's my fantasy it starts with puberty goes to VCU then continues to Germany and home again. Now that that was done will the gates to booty calls be opened? Aren't I a good candidate as always? I am punctual and accountable and knowledgeable and experienced.

Remembering clearly being girl crazy. Remembering the parties that never seemed to end. To visualize and see me being a loner straggling along. What about never growing up?

I wanted to get laid. I wanted life to be like the old days again. While doing that I wanted my family to still be well. Then the endless bookies out there to stay on key with.

Wasn't all the free time nice like vacations or socializing? Seeing girls in their underwear. Being outside with freshair and manic hope. Living wild and happy with a better tomorrow always on the horizon.



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