i had a conversation with an old friend the other day… and it’s interesting because when we talk, somehow the subjects of marriage and children seem to rear their ugly heads. i have always been very firm on the fact that i don’t want children and really have no desire to ever get married.

well maybe i was wrong… i’m starting to see things a little differently. i’ve had a lot of time to reflect on my life and the choices that i’ve made, my ideals, morals and values; and not surprisingly, i’ve been a selfish asshole.

i thought about my parents… and how it’s wrong that i should deny them the joy of being grandparents. they deserve it.