Starting A McFamily

Every time I come back to LA, I spend time with a certain friend of mine who has been there for me every time over the years. We’ve known each other since high school and are good friends.

He’s a very successful guy, multiple businesses, big house in Malibu, etc etc.

I have been a degenerate most of my life. In fact, another mutual friend of ours used to call me “The Bohemian.”

Anyway, I stayed at his house this weekend and something very strange happened.

He’s got two kids – 3 and 6 years old. Both girls. Very cute and sweet.

I’ve obviously known them their whole lives, and it’s weird watching the 6 year old change from a child into an actual person.

Kids are great and everything, but I feel like the hardest part is when they are still very young. They cry all the time and are basically helpless.

I’m not even looking for a stable girlfriend, let alone a wife and kids.

But when I was hanging out with my friend this weekend, it kind of made me want a family of my own.

Blah, I can’t believe I just wrote that. If my mom read that shit I’d never hear the end of it.

But his kids were just so sweet. I couldn’t help wanting a little bit of that for myself.

Every time the subject of having kids comes up, I always joke around with people and say, “Yeah I love kids. I would love to have some and just leave them with their mother so she can raise them and I can keep living my life.”

That’s obviously said tongue in cheek, but I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t true. Not that I don’t want to watch them grow up and teach them shit, but I don’t want to feel like I’m trapped with a bunch of people that I can’t abandon at a moment’s notice.

I’d love to have the type of lifestyle where I was able to travel a lot for work. Fly around the world all the time and do important stuff. Then when I come back I can spend quality time with them and be gone before they get sick of me.

Isn’t it weird that I think like this?

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