A walk in the clouds, rainy though they may be sometimes - in the shadow of a Total Eclipse

At age 11 I knew who I was, but could not accept it. At age 17 I accepted it, but had made a commitment to a young fatherless child and that child's mother. At age 39, after seeing that beautiful little girl to adulthood and a family of her own, my youngest daughter become president of her high school's GSA, and my own life slipping past me as I continued to live my lie, I began to wake; wake to the truth.

The truth is evident. I am a 40 year old Gay man. Forty years of life experiences. Twenty-nine years of sexual suppression. Four months of being myself; even if I'm stressed and not yet ready for prime time.

For those who are my friends, those who stick with me through all of this, and even those who can't hang in there - thank you.

Perhaps I'm just a fool.


There’s too much work and I’m spent
There’s too much pressure and I'm bent
I got no time to move ahead
Have you heard one thing that I’ve said

And all these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

And I can’t last here for so long
I feel this current it’s so strong
It gets me further down the line
It gets me closer to the light

And all these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

All these little things in life they all create this haze
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days

Will all these little things in life they all create this haze
And now I’m running out of time I can’t see through this haze
My friend tell me why it has to be this way
There’s too many things to get done, and I’m running out of days


Thanks anyway.