The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
8 comments:
It took me a minute or two to identify why this was an HNT photo. I'm glad I took the time. ;)
Marianne
It was a pleasure helping you make it happen. Merry christmas darling.
Dibs on the Hello Kitty shampoo if Lillie doesn't want it!!!
;) Though I realize I'll probably just have to go get some for myself.
Dude, you should have panned back and shown the entire mess, wiggling your foot up there somehow.
Twas a thing of beauty...you know, chaos wise.
"Dad, why are you taking a picture of your foot?!"
I'm glad it was/is merry, my dear.
Where can I get me some of that Marijuna wrapping paper?
Happy HNT
love the debris, says volumes.
I've spent 20 mins googling HNT and came as far as "half naked Thursdays". But what's the story? And why Thursdays? And why feet? Please enlighten me!
Anna in Sweden
Anna, you can learn more about HNT from the esteemed Osbasso.
You can learn more about my feet by staying tuned.
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