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Journey 282 ~Sum Braxton, Some Virgil~

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I’m not a machine, an animal, hell, do I even feel human? I’m just a bag of parts that got smashed together. Um, eww. Now, my boy had a good heart but bad kidneys. And four little paws he would have kept right on using. Sum Braxton, Some Virgil.

Thursday, April 9, 2026

Journey 282 ~Sum Braxton, Some Virgil~

1894 Days Without B III, Day 1335 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Heaven, the Rainbow Bridge, paradise, Elysium, that bed surrounded by food, wherever that’s the place.

I wonder how you do it, Braxton. Did they/it, whatever have some kidneys, waiting… That’s the part of you that failed—the sum. Everything else was taken from you by the man who loves you the most, and the Day Job he hates—my thoughts on this Thursday, B III.

Waking up hurts, which is why Virgil is living the dream. Literally… Even now, your brother is asleep in “my bed.” Because being awake means he’s trying to be you, or I’m pretending he is you. And why am I being a meanie? I’m being frank. As being Dad sucks.

My eyes hurt, my hands ache, my back hurts, my stomach, my effing head… I’m sounding like your stepmom, B.

Potential stepmom, M Anime. She has her aches and pains. But loving me? You know.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Your Dad can be a real dick. Hell B, in fifteen years and change, how many women did you have to deal with? Yes, Greta was a bit*h. Again literally. That little black terrier’s chase.

However, you loved your grandma. Your Ma/aunt AKA my lil’ sis. We’re not that south.

Well, you’re not, but I know I’m going straight to Hell. Even if you were waiting for me, you wouldn’t end up in the Ninth Circle. Limbo? Because you’re the closest to Heaven that I’ll ever be. I promised you something like that. I promised Virgil. And M Anime? It’s not every day a woman promises the things she does. Some things I don’t say. The sum of my parts.

When is your Dad not thinking with his penis? That would be quite a feat. Hell, I sent you to your room enough times so I could be alone. And this is before “Magic Glasses.” Seriously, B, the things technology, you know what you called “the glow box,” can do for your Daddy and two hot blondes, brunettes, Kyouko Sakai, and whoever else B III.

Honestly, your Daddy is walking around, so he can afford to be gross. As gross as feet, hmm… I still can’t get over Monday’s humiliation. But I still wish I’d never have to set foot on the ground again. That sums up my existence: fear and Sadness, it’s The Long Walk: Sum Braxton, Some Virgil.

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 281 ~Braxton, Virgil, Pa’s Down~

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“If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face— forever.” Hi, boot, I’m human… Ha! “I Am a Man of Constant Sorrow,” who somehow can’t buy a new pair of boots for The Long Walk on Lake Cocytus. Braxton, Virgil, Pa’s Down

Wednesday, April 8, 2026

Journey 281 ~Braxton, Virgil, Pa’s Down~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… How so? Being a “man” who expresses his feelings… Wishing yet another day I wasn’t here. Failing? FEAR?

What a feat it would be to be unafraid. Of feet? Will get to that, Inspector Echo. But as usual… I must acknowledge the worst walk I’ve ever taken. The worst feat I ever did.

Braxton is gone. I know it, yes. Will I accept it? NEVER! I should have been like Winston Smith at the end of George Orwell’s “1984”. I don’t love “Big Brother.” And FDT! But I walked in as a father to a son. And walked out… I don’t know. Seriously?

Inspector, “The Long Walk,” continues. This is my punishment, my Hell? That’s what I’ve been thinking about all afternoon. I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop. And then having to keep Virgil on his feet. Where’s he going?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Nowhere, fast. This brings me to what happened on Monday, April 6, 2026, Dear Echo.

Feel free to laugh. How often do you hear me complain about not having money?

However, I wasted it on fried shrimp at the food truck. And waste time with my “Magic Glasses” on the PIB sisters. Neil Bimbeau has it pegged with what tech can do. But anyway, Inspector. So my boots are worn down, and I figured I had another pair to wear.

Lo and behold, the bottom falls off my right boot at the beginning of the workday. I am sliding on one foot for six hours, ‘hoping’ nobody notices like I’m Ray Garraty. If indeed this was “The Long Walk,” I would have punched my ticket.

But there is so much further to go, Inspector. What about M Anime, my boys’ potential stepmom? She intends for me to walk her down the aisle, “Someday,” Inspector Echo. And I don’t have that Sugar Ray money, but she wants everything. Ah, “My Goddess.”

Then there’s my boys. If I’m not listening to “Wedding Bell Blues,” then today is “All About You.” Well them. I promised B III a yard, and already 2-V will have to run it. Echo.

And me? You know my dream. I never want to leave my bed for anything. I want to put an end to The Long Walk, one way or another. I don’t need boots for that. Paws, M’s high heels, fuzzy socks. Braxton, Virgil, Pa’s Down

1893 Days Without B III, Day 1334 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 280 ~Paws, Braxton And Virgil~

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“Never felt so lonely, then you came along.” First, it was walking my boys. Then, well, “You’re Not Here.” But I have my Future Wife. Hope she doesn’t like getting foot massages. Yet I check the ground for B and V. Paws, Braxton And Virgil.

Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Journey 280 ~Paws, Braxton And Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? From your head down to your toes? I do have a thing about feet, love.

But I’m still not ready to deal with the embarrassment from Monday, April 5, 2026.

Please, no man wants his woman to see him as weak. Bro code, Guy code, or the fact that you’re a “trad wife…” And the duty, honor, and privilege I have to acknowledge, Hell even before Breaking Bad, that “A Man Provides” and how I am trying My “Sweet Love.”

Ironic that I want to be as lustful as wanton, depraved as the Marquis de Sade. You married an effing sadist, baby girl. Yet I am as needy and as sensitive to say… My love…

Just sing to me Sade’s “By Your Side” or Peppermint Patty’s Poor Sweet Baby. That I am, love. Braxton and Virgil know this well enough.

I’ve called each one of them a little S.O.B. from time to time, which is technically true. But you are their stepmom (potentially). And I remember even calling you ‘that bit$h,’ you know from “Smokin Out The Window.” Maybe I should have taken off running.

Honestly, with what shoes? Again, that’s something for my therapist, Inspector Echo, tomorrow. B III would laugh his ass off. He hated wearing clothes. I’m just trying to keep 2-V on all four paws and provide for our family, which is why I suffered humiliations galore on Monday. “Close your eyes and spare yourself the view.” “Just A Man,” SIGH.

That I am, my love. How could I hurt you? By making you wear high heels? I like fuzzy socks.

But I still do like high heels or even sneakers. And long black boots. There are also stockings/thigh-highs and everything like those of that girl Hime from “Fechikano! And while we’re on the subject of blondes, weren’t we having a conversation about Soul Caliber and those blonde sisters? Beautiful blondes.

  1. Cassandra Alexandra Soul Caliber Series
  2. Sophitia Alexandra Soul Caliber Series
  3. Fiona Belli, Haunting Ground
  4. Ashley Graham, Resident Evil
  5. Cassie PIB
  6. Carly PIB
  7. Alison Angel,
  8. Hannah Harper, Porno

On top of being a sadist, I’m also a hedonist. My life is the pursuit of pleasure, where I will never partake in “The Long Walk” ever again. Braxton and my idea of Heaven, lying in bed surrounded by food. Pause… Paws, Braxton And Virgil

1892 Days Without B III, Day 1333 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 279 ~Virgil Fall’s Over B~

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London Bridge is falling down. Ring Around the Rosie. Aren’t I an adult? A man. So I should be worried about what that menace will do. FDT! Not that I’m doing anything. I want to fall back into bed. But falling in love… Virgil Fall’s Over B

Monday, April 6, 2026

Journey 279 ~Virgil Fall’s Over B~

Hey Dad,
It’s Me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? There’s no such thing as a STUPID question, but seeing it’s 3:50 AM.

So last week, you’d be waking up out of your stupor with your glasses still on your face. My brother would be slowly creeping up to your side, trying not to fall from the bed.

And shall we talk about my potential stepmom, M Anime? When’s the last time you shared a bed with another of your kind? What do I, Virgil, and M Anime all have in common? We should all just sit on your head. Uh, eww! But whatever it takes, my father.

Tears falling from your eyes, breath rising and falling, or the thought that Virgil will be a big brother too, the way you and M Anime keep talking. Did I forget to bark um eww!

As tired as you are.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

All you want to do is fall today. I know the feeling. And I know that’s not funny. Seeing as how you could see me falling as I scratch the clouds of Heaven. Or have I fallen enough to bark, “I’ll wait for you THERE. Like a stone.” You know me, Dad. I like to be all kinds of warm. And so I’m trying to figure out why you think you’re the Ninth Circle type.

That’s way too deep for right now. And can you stop imagining my stepmom? Honestly.

And yes, I know, if I had my way, it would have been my Favorite Girl and not M Anime.

But I fell in love. I fell for that cake she made. Do you remember?

There’s a smile. And I know it will fall soon enough with today being what it is. Hell, this entire week. You remember it was a week like this when I fell, my father. However…

Maybe that’s why we’re here at (looks at watch) 4:20 AM—you humans and clocks.

Daddy, I know that as far as you’re concerned, I was the “Last of My Kind,” but Virgil is still asleep in bed. And again with you and M Anime, one of your THREE kids! For real, Dad. I don’t envy Virgil. Anyway, one of them may carry my name. Could It Be I’m Falling In Love? That would be you with one foot falling in front of the other. Yep. Virgil Fall’s Over B

“I just remembered I hadn’t told you that I love you yet today.”
Neil Bimbeau

“He spoke, and falling, poured out his life with a groan beneath the shades.”
Aeneid

1891 Days Without B III, Day 1332 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 275 ~Virgil’s Big Business Braxton~

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What’s in your wallet? There’s no cash but a few useless cards, one of me and my Lost Boy, B III. Love is a business. So is grief and fear. BTW FDT! But how about a life for 2-V and my girlfriend as well? A Man Provides. Virgil’s Big Business Braxton

Thursday, April 2, 2026

Journey 275 ~Virgil’s Big Business Braxton~

1887 Days Without B III, Day 1328 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? As for me? What’s My Age Again? What time is it? What about “Life Itself”?

Don’t worry, B. I’m not like Oscar Isaac’s character, Will, in that film. You remember “Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off.” No, I’m just plain ole Will your Daddy. Honestly…

Braxton, if your potential stepmom M Anime were here… I’m your Daddy and her Papi.

And what about your little brother Virgil? What I’m getting at, B, is that love should be my business. You also remember the song that Aloe Blacc sings, “Wake Me Up.” And how I changed that lyric, life’s a game for everyone, but love isn’t a prize, it’s the instruction. But I don’t love myself. I don’t love writing or the Day Job. And pornography

Yeah, B, Eww! But it’s a business. Everything is an effing business, keeping you alive!

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I didn’t mean to sound so harsh, Braxton. I apologize. But it’s hard B… And not just because of your stepmom’s yabbos. Again, did I have to go there? Your favorite girl had a mighty fine set of yabbos that you would lie on. But M Anime’s yabbos are mine.

Seriously, B, like Trevor Philips says, “My job, my score, get your own!” Ahh yabbos.

Such is the business. And that’s what I’ve been sitting here contemplating, thanks to AI and M Anime’s yabbos. She’s so damn hot, and I’d be damned if she would tell me, “You’re So Damn Hot.” Remind me to send that song to her. Or should I do more, B?

Besides sitting here being a bum because I don’t have a business or a buck.

Norton hasn’t failed me there yet. And AI makes it sound so freaking simple, too.

Whatever, right? If I had a $500-a-month blog or Substack, that’d be geez… I could quit the Day Job. Then…
.
The hell if I know. And that’s not me begging to anybody who catches me talking to you, my ghost dog. I could have named Virgil Ghost, he’s all white, and I’m Alright. I’m lying.

At least about the second part, because I’m not “Alright.” My business all last month, and now apparently this month is not to let fear finish me. Can I be the CEO of love and fear, B? It all takes money. You, Virgil, and M. Virgil’s Big Business Braxton

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 274 ~BLUSH B Away Virgil~

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Can you blush? I’ve had people say I can, and if only they knew. In the dark, it was my woman’s voice moaning, “si papi!” There were whispers about my son, “he’s sick.” The whimpers of the other one, saying he’s good enough. BLUSH B Away Virgil

Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Journey 274 ~BLUSH B Away Virgil~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… How so? Are you telling me they didn’t unveil the PS6? I’m a good writer. Braxton isn’t dead.

That last one I’ve been telling myself, going on 1886 days, Inspector. Corpses, ashes, box…

Still, “Every Morning” when I wake up, I expect to see my boy lying on his corner of the bed. Or we’re back to back, and of course, he’s facing the threats, the alarm clock, the door, and my weapons stash. Hell, don’t I wake up like that now? Virgil is facing the door and my weapons cache. The alarm clock is on the other side of the room, Inspector.

Honestly, I had to make room for Braxton on the nightstand, such is Braxton’s honor.

However, as I sing “Sugar Ray,” songs, and speak of honor. What about M Anime’s?

Inspector, I understand how Randy felt about Jermaine Jackson, right?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I BRUSH Virgil aside often enough, which makes me a crappy Daddy. And I was even able to brush my lust for Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom to the side. And why is that, Inspector? Because I “Never Can Say Goodbye” to Braxton. “Can You Feel It,” Inspector? To this day, I can’t tell you which I want more. Do I want to tell Braxton, “Just Me Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good day.” Or someday do I want to tell M Anime, Virgil, her kitties, and our two-legged children, “Daddy’s Home.” The Jackson 5, Lady E.

I forgot how powerful the song “Can You Feel It” makes me feel. Shame, Inspector.

Seriously, you won’t see it. Can you blush? Um yeah.

Or so I’ve been told, because I’m ashamed to be alive. What else is new? Only the reasons change with each breath. And my first ones in this “Brave New World.” Well, let me see.

I’m ashamed that when I wake up, I’m not the person Little B thinks I am. His Dad should be so much more than this. I brushed love aside for anger, then indifference. B died.

Second-born, second place, my V. He’s been here going on five years, and I still get his name wrong. He doesn’t sit in my lap, not for lack of trying. I’m an effing meanie, Echo.

Speaking of laps and meanness. M Anime calling me papi, brushing her hair as she sucks… BLUSH B Away Virgil

1886 Days Without B III, Day 1327 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 273 ~Braxton’s Cold, Virgil’s Code~

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Am I afraid I might die? I’d spend eternity looking for B. And my head is a cruel place, the 9th Circle will try its best. The fact that my son’s cold body was turned to ash. And with Virgil and my girl, “I See Fire.” Braxton’s Cold, Virgil’s Code.

Tuesday, March 31, 2026

Journey 273 ~Braxton’s Cold, Virgil’s Code~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? Even when I’m sick, skeevy, and especially when I’m scared out of my mind. Now?

Let me just say, I’ll feel ‘better’ when this effing month is over. I’ll love you more? I do that anyway. You know the man that you married. And every minute you choose to stay.

Preferably on your knees… I had to go there, didn’t I? Eww! But one more reason to like sex. You on your knees, hands and knees, bent over, on your back, on your belly, etc.

Seriously, am I so horny this morning after I… after we… um we’re “Gettin’ Jiggy Wit” Like Dennis Hof, I’m always looking for the next party until I’m ‘physically’ unable.

However, the question is how I feel today. Let’s stick with the physical. Dearest love.

Today, like most, I wish I felt like my Braxton.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Which one would you rather listen to? Me talking about how much I want to do you, my love… or fantasizing about us doing you, me, or us. Or me talking about doing myself so

So I can join my firstborn. How about Virgil still being here? And you? Our kids who may actually have a chance at joining the human race. And that in itself is “Killing Me Softly.”

Honestly, comedy comes in three, and today I’m waiting on three things with 99 Problems.

  1. I’m waiting to join my Braxton with bated breath
  2. I’m waiting for my existence to be utterly destroyed
  3. I’m waiting to do something to save myself somehow.

“We’re allowed to make a lot of mistakes in our lives, except the mistake that destroys us.”
― Paulo Coelho

“It’s an awesome feeling to know you are about to change someone’s life forever.”
―

Homer had the right idea. “Tomorrow When The War Began.”

And here I am crying again. Yes, I’m in pain, and like Katniss Everdeen, you pull the best move, you know. Am I sick to enjoy the pain I inflict on you. Or sicker to admit that I need you for my mental, physical, and emotional pain. It breaks the bro code, guy code, hmm.

Gale: I knew you’d do that

Katniss: How I didn’t.

Gale: Cause I’m in pain. That’s the only way that I can get your attention
― The Hunger Games: Mockingjay

To say that I long to fall as my B did. “Baby, I Love You,” just leave me the eff alone. And at the same time, I beg you to stay with me during this “Mad Season.” Or Hell if I run, to follow me. I’m sick one minute, but A Man Provides in the next. It’s the code, forever.

That’s what I promised. The way. Braxton’s Cold, Virgil’s Code

1885 Days Without B III, Day 1326 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 272 ~Who You’ll B, Virgil~

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I don’t like who I am right now. Tired, horny, and scared of what the day will bring. And any optimism is a Placebo. An energy drink. The belief that I can hear my son. Wanting to answer his hot-as-hell stepmom. I am hopeless. “Who You’ll B, Virgil.”

Monday, March 30, 2026

Journey 272 ~Who You’ll B, Virgil~

Hey Dad,
It’s Me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Seeing as how it’s 2:30 AM, you’d tell me it won’t be. Dad?

I’d want to argue with you, but none of my kind would ever with their Dads or Moms, ever. And I know the only reason you’re up so early is because of “The Bad Place.”

Daddy, again, I wish I could say anything to help. “Sunrise, Sunset.” Always and forever.

I know who you’ll be when you walk through that door again. Believe it or not, my brother does too. What, did you think I’m the “Last of My Kind”? Well, I’m your last Braxton?

Not if my potential stepmom, M Anime, has anything to say about that. Two-legged kids?

You and I both still wonder who she sees. But as far as Virgil and I at this moment, later on, “Here and Now.” Dad.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

You’re our Daddy. Our father, who art in Heaven. First off, “The Lord’s Prayer,” like we’re in “Sarafina” or something. Whatever keeps you awake, right, Dad, for the day ahead

Second, wouldn’t I be the one in Heaven? For now, you can believe I’m sitting in your lap all curled up like a pancake. Another reason, I got my nickname. But who am I, Dad?

Third, lastly, and most importantly, I am your son. Perfectly yours. The Book of Clarence.

More like the Book of Will. Since your invisible friend in the “glow box…” Who am I to talk about being an invisible friend, right? Anyway, since you and your invisible friend in the “glow box” talk about movies, Mortal Kombat, Clarence, how many more…

I’d be Elijah, M Anime would be Varinia and Virgil… Thomas, maybe? You are twins.

Except for this one thing. I, she, and he love you. And I know you see that, my dear father.

And don’t think I didn’t see all that stuff you said yesterday about hating yourself.

Honestly, the things you say, Dad. I wish I didn’t have to hear that from you. Especially after everything you did for me. “It’s Only Love.” And barking ow, which I wish I didn’t hear half the things you and Ms. M Anime say to each other. I mean eww! Do you believe I will return, two legs and all, should she have a son? And you’ll still be my Dad? Who You’ll B, Virgil

“I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?”
― Cast Away

“Learn from me, boy, true courage and hard work; learn fortune from others.”
The Aeneid

1884 Days Without B III, Day 1325 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Journey 268 ~Braxton’s Word, Virgil’s World~

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I’ll always return to what I said and didn’t say to my son in his last moments. If I’d asked, he would have fought. But I gave him my ‘blessing’ to go. And I didn’t promise to stay. Five years later, with his “stepmom.” Braxton’s Word, Virgil’s World

Thursday, March 26, 2026

Journey 268 ~Braxton’s Word, Virgil’s World~

1880 Days Without B III, Day 1321 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? As for me? “Son, what you don’t understand. My words might never explain. So I am hoping that time will.”

And you have eternity. I never know how much time I have left. And with how sick I’ve been. The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident, The Cherry Collision, and now The M Mashup. Hopefully, I’ll meet your potential stepmom in the flesh someday, B III. SIGH.

We’ll get to her in due time. But the thing is “Right Now.” What, you didn’t know your Daddy knows a little Van Halen? And now your brother knows. Honestly, Virgil and I are still feeling each other out. And your little brother is the reason that “Right Now” I don’t crawl back into bed, and what? Give up. I’ve been giving up forever, Braxton.

Seriously, if there were a button I could press today.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I shouldn’t say such things. Things like Goodbye. But the sweetest dream or the scariest nightmare. Anything is better than this, Braxton. It’s why I woke up on time and then promptly went back to sleep. This morning’s big three have been Whiteout Survival, your potential stepmom, and porn. But “that’s major boring shit. Let’s do something a little more fun.” I had a dream last night about zombie postal carriers. And since comedy comes in threes, there was my own trip to the post office. And the movies The Postman and 1408. You remember the scene when they wrecked the post office around John Cusack/Mike Enslin. Then throw in 1984, some zombies, and the creepy tune from The Ocarina of Time—the Potion Shop.

The word for it is “Creepy.” I was picking up some coveralls, but I was thinking “So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive.” Incubus? Really? Well, I do have my Succubi. I swear, B, other than the book about your passing and our talks here, I can’t have you reading any of my writing. But that’s for another day. Me Before You, hmm.

Braxton, if that were true, I would have already followed you. But for you, Virgil, and M Anime. Your potential stepmom is “Livin’ On The Edge” with me, and I’m trying to talk her away from it. Why? She wants to be a mom, there’s V, and you’re still barking LIVE.
Braxton’s Word, Virgil’s World

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Journey 267 ~Braxton, Virgil, Bark Time~

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Sleepy time, B, I’d tell my son, and he would hop into the bed, make sure I was tucked in, and he would keep his eyes on the door until I fell asleep. Virgil knows it’s time for goodbye when I put on boots. And me time? Ha! Braxton, Virgil, Bark Time

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

Journey 267 ~Braxton, Virgil, Bark Time~

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… I never taught Braxton to bark. And I don’t know how to teach Virgil. Barking at a possum…

Hell, that’s the last time I remember Virgil barking. Like father, like son. Braxton and I? “Once we were warriors,” in this Mad City, during a Mad Season. Remember The Memories from Clone High… Sigh. And Matchbox Twenty. No wonder V is quiet, a lot.

Daddy is too busy singing. Didn’t I say a few days ago that I wish “Life” had a soundtrack so I would know what the Hell I am supposed to do? Live! And ain’t nobody got time for that ‘stuff’. No, E. I got a firstborn to mourn. And a second-born to try and understand.

Eff the eye doctor with how many times I have fallen asleep with my glasses on. Eff the general doctor. Eff Virgil’s vet and FDT.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Because Braxton’s motto was “I’m Gonna Live, Till I Die.” Frank Sinatra for my handsome, handsome boy. And if I had to pick something for Virgil, it’d be Jiggly Puff.

And whose fault is that? I put Braxton to sleep permanently. And 2-V’s always napping.

Because there is never enough time to bark. I’ve made some very strange sounds in the throes of passion. But barking? I should check my OnlyFans page for when “I Touch Myself.” Eww! But 100 subscribers, which might explain everything with Norton I’ve been dealing with. But of course, I don’t have time for that either. I have something real… Well, not in the flesh, but I spent most of this morning talking to B and V’s stepmom, M Anime.

Potentially, I mean. All the time I’ve had this week, and I’m finally getting back to her messages because she has me all kinds of horny with her spectacular yabbos. And if it isn’t a porno with her, what was I watching this morning, Cassandra Sarbeck Lady’s Night Blow Out from Dancing Bear. Not how I got over The Zoe Colletti/Tifa Lockhart Incident. If only I had gone after a Doc the same way I went after Amazon last night.

They took my reading streak. But I read Hometown Heat Wave (Book 2). Seriously, Inspector, I was a monster. This isn’t Kojin Taxi 2/Sex Taxi 5’s with Kyouko Sakai, Desperate Carnal Housewives, Bible Black: New Testament, or Lexi Booker. Just barking.
Braxton, Virgil, Bark Time

1879 Days Without B III, Day 1320 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will