Step 30. Caution
Playlist: “Home” by 21 to Burn
Eric has been in a piss-poor, juvenile-ass mood since his feet hit the floor boards of the cabin’s main bedroom this morning. He huffed through getting dressed - an army green shirt and camo pants which I didn’t even get to enjoy. He stomped around getting his gear together for the day, and cursed while pulling his boots on. Not to mention (though I will) he hasn't made eye contact with me all morning.
I never had a lot of female friendships. I have two beautifully kind women that have jumped into my life more often than not, of whom I am proud to call my friends. Yet, most of my relationships with women remain surface-level ordeals that one must navigate the way you use a car; carefully checking blind spots so as not to crash, or else co
