So my move to a new city is now complete. It comes at the expense of losing my wife and my life for the past 30 + years - I still somehow feel at peace. My wife cheated on me. My religion turned out to be a farce. I could let that conquer me or I could let go of the chains that have gripped me and expose myself to life's possiblities. I chose the latter.
So far I feel refreshed. I almost feel saddened in a way - to think so light of the life i'm leaving behind. But the visions i see of the possibilites that lay before me give me hope of a life far richer and more satisfying. i have been here but 3 days and am already feeling a load being lifted off of my shoulders. My ex will carry on her life in the hopes of a near collapse of life on earth called Armageddon - i will carry on mine with a hope of being true to myself as an individual - knowing that i am a good person without needing the vindication and approval of mere man.
i am surviving. i am living. i am creating a new reality.
i am me. i can live with that.
Morph