Like the good Catholic Boy that I'm not .. I'm feeling the need for Confession.

Parts of my past are less than wholesome. They’re parts I usually keep to myself.

I’ve never done anything terribly terrible. Like rape, or murder, or planted a bomb.

They’re actually things I’ve done to myself .. or rather .. permitted to happen.

My modus vivendi is acquiescence. I rarely argue. What’s the point?

I go with the flow. Seldom say no. Sometimes this leads to situations.

So when it feels right I’ll spill a few beans and passively watch my Friends decline.

Nothing I write will be full frontal. My purpose is neither to shock nor offend.

I’m not a Saint. It's simply my history. Judge me or not as you will.

Adam ... x