I was day dreaming like a majic boy living on a air stream of lonlyness waiting for life to be over before his end. My older was missing his mother and I was missing my younger son living 4000 miles away without a father. Living in a world without love on two sides of the planet. There was a time when my ex-wife phoned me a few time waiting for money and for me to Skype call from me. I broke down and started talking to my son on my old computer, this was starting to cut into my drinking time because life was all about getting drunk and growing marijuana to make ends meet. But this a excuse to swallow my soul in alcohol and nightmares. This got to me so much that I decided to make a choice in life to ask my ex-wife to come to my country one more time to make a difference in my now five year old son. Well they finally said yes to my request to come. I will finish the story on Monday.