I long…
I long to breathe in my son’s boundless energy – his youth and exuberance about damn near everything, while I still have the chance.
I long to walk in England and get all giddy on Baker’s Street, to explore the pubs and streets of Ireland, while I still have the chance.
Let me harass the Internal Revenue Service and student loan folks as they have harassed me (crank calls perhaps), while I still have the chance.
The cold shark cage beckons, stories cry out to be written like mewling kittens, the return to alcohol awaits, while I still have the chance.
Most of all, let me learn how to be comfortable in my own skin while that flesh is still mine to control.
I want my children to understand me.
While I still have the chance.
Patrick Whitehurst 
“Most of all, let me learn how to be comfortable in my own skin while that flesh is still mine to control.” Great line.
And I ran out of words for skin!
It was perfect as is. 🙂
The skin comment or the website? I redesigned it yesterday!