~Keep your hands off my pen

Sometimes I think about all I've written here so far, and I feel a little guilty. So many people... so many names left out of "the story"... so many stories left out of the blog. Many people were very very important to me... people I loved... and they're not reflected in this chunk of writing.

I've got a few years left, I think. True, I could die tomorrow, and right now I've never felt less like dying, but it is a reality. I guess I can only hope that I'll get the chance to tell all my stories before my pen is snatched from my fingers.

Better stop thinking about this. I'm going to get myself feeling pretty crappy.

go to a happy place go to a happy place go to a happy place!