I'm not quite sure why I'm doing this. As best I remember, I haven't sustained a blow to the head (of course, had I done so, would I have remembered?) I guess it's just a chance to share my inner-most thoughts and feelings on the internet. And have absolutely no one ever read them!
My nephew Kyle turned 13 today. I'm tempted to say that I would like to be 13 now, yet knowing what I know now. The truth is that I probably wouldn't have done things differently, but just be more pissed at myself when I let opportunities pass me by. Kyle is growing up to be a very effective computer geek. Given his penchasnt for money & armed with technical skills, I could certainly see him becoming a high-tech entrepreneur. Or some other kind of relatively-non-violent sociopath...
The drugs are working, such that I hear the siren's song coming from my bed. Or maybe it's the sense memory of being uncased in flannel sheets. Either way, no more typing for me.
Steve
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