Fishing with my daddy

I saw the most beautiful stars, only I wasn’t outside. I was sitting down next to my longtime friend, Alex, at the gym and slowly slipping out of consciousness. By a miracle, my wobbly knees made it back to that seat. Alex was holding a steamy Ziploc bag out in front me but I couldn’t make out what was inside. “Want some?” he said. The oxygen returning to my brain allowed me to eventually see Johnsonville breakfast sausage in the…

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She came out of the candle lit bathroom, and calmly told me that it was time to head to the hospital. My wife’s labor pains were becoming more intense and frequent. Nothing too crazy though; the late-night drive to the hospital almost felt precautionary. I didn’t speed. No one was screaming (yet). We listened to some music on the way and talked about the wall I had just painted in our new baby boy’s room, how much his older brother…

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