''Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take but by the number that take your breath away''
As I look out on the sun rising ,it symbolises a lot of things to me about the life I have lived. It shows me that there is always hope, even in the darkest hour of night, when you are alone and scared to move, there is always a new start, a second chance. Well, mine came in the form of a 5ft ten, brown eyed brunette, that couldn't walk across a flat surface without managing to end up on her ass. She walked into my life and saved me, and I am eternally grateful to her. Am I rambling? I think I am rambling. Our story begins when I was a very different person. Some say it was a phase, others hormones but to me I was drowning. It's funny how in life we have a ll these moments some are huge, they effect the path we chose, others as simple as deciding what sandwich you want or spending time with family. But, up until she came into my life moments did not matter. I will always remember each waking moment with her. Anyway, I am not always this sentimental; I just feel that our story should be told. Warning, I do some jerkass things and I am a bit of a dumbass at times, so just bear with me but, it wouldn't have got me where I am today. Anyway, on we go.