I dont usually post stuff like this but I'm not usually sad. I had to send my kids and their mama off to another location for various reasons(not security) and though I'm following soon- it's fuckin killing me! To be in a quiet house and to see their toys and to not have them maul me when i come into the room or get home from the lab and see their faces light up and to have my youngest beating on my bedroom door saying: "DADDA! DADDA!" No wrestling, hugs and kisses and no riding partner to go places with. Just an empty house with a bunch of things that mean nada! yeah i could go get a peice of ass or something but pleasure only masks pain temporarily- it does'nt cure it. I am not anxious- just SAD. All the roles that my role of being a father include is my favorite part of life and a huge motivation for why I work so hard. otherwise i'd just skate and get ass. But skating in a rink with just released out of jail pornstars is'nt better than lovin and bein loved by your children. Especially at young and loving and impressionable ages. I am really down. the beauty of Nature nor riding my Harley or anything can remove it til I'm with them again- which will be soon- Thank goodness.