I’ve decided to write a book. I like to talk and I have a lot to say. Whether people will want to read any of it is yet to be seen. But I think it will be cathartic to write it all down in these pages. Sometimes I tell people too much and I think it’s because I need to verbally get my thoughts out into the air so i can hear them and deal with the realness of their sound. Once you speak something it becomes alive. For me, a lot of what I want to write about seems unreal. Not my life… not now anyway. It all seems like another person living a bizarro kendra life. So collecting everything here might make it feel buttoned up. Like when bilbo wrote a Hobbits tale. It’s not like I can’t move on. I have. But I think there is value in the story. I have this obsession with having a plan or a guide. I used to hate nor knowing how to handle something. I think it started with always having great role models. When you have that, you always have a road map to follow to success. I really hate floundering and certainly hate failing. And there was a time in my life that I didn’t have that road map. No one I personally knew had traveled the road I was going down and it scared the crap out of me. When I got over the top of my mountain, learned the lessons and saw the light I felt this overwhelming joy and happiness. I wanted to share this with anyone who also needed a guide through this journey. This book isn’t about divorce and is not going to be a man hating bitter tale of deception and loss. It’s about letting go of preconceived ideas about who you are supposed to be and finding hope and glory and joy within yourself.