I remember once imagining what my life would be like, what I'd be like.
I pictured having all these qualities, strong positive qualities that people could pick up on from across the room. But as time passed, few ever became any qualities that I actually had.
And all the possibilities I faced and the sorts of people I could be, all of them got reduced every year to fewer and fewer. Until finally they got reduced to one, to who I am.
And that's who I am.
6 comments:
I'll second that! Happy Birthday Goober! xxx Jenny
And I'll third it.
Ah - didn't he look young when he had hair! :-)
...and thin!
Happy birthday bonny lad.
ah shucks Thanks to the lot of ya's
Goober!
Here I am... Late... Again! Happy Birthday, I dunno you, but you need a blog!
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