I love to sleep because in my dreams I go back to that happy time with my beautiful, amazing sexual goddess of a woman, ex girlfriend.

Once I wake up, the reality of what my life really is sets in. I look over at the woman laying next to me. My wife. The very same woman I thought was worth losing who I now know was the love of my life.

That's about the time I hear the kids, and know it is time to get up and face another day of the hell I have created.

I would give my left nut to go back in time and take that other fork in the road.