I wish i could say it was worth it, but sometimes it has not been. It’s a mixed bag at best, life. I do not personally recommend it.

But it’s not like you get a choice. You’re born and then you have to do something with your life. It’s frustrating at times … and disappointing.

Stuff does not happen the way you think it is going to. You can’t depend on people or anything else long term; it’s all fleeting.

I was fortunate to find love when i did, even if it didn’t last. I got 13 years of the good stuff; and i guess that’s more than some people get, so i’m thankful.

Now, my memory is fading. I don’t remember books i’ve read or movies i’ve seen or not seen. It doesn’t really matter. Maybe after a while i will not even notice.

Sometimes it hurts more to remember something and be able to write about it than it would hurt to not be able to remember that thing at all.

But at least re-watching TV shows is a lot more fun — i’m watching The Big Bang Theory and Young Sheldon again (both of which Sandi & i watched faithfully), but most of the episodes seem brand new! Thank you, TBI.

As a kid, my role model was the character Ford Prefect (in the Douglas Adams The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy series). So what did you expect, really.?

Drink a lot. Dance with women.

Ford Prefect’s mantra was to always have as good of a time as possible. Pretty simple.

Hitchhiker’s became my guide to life. My bible. The message? Relax. Don’t Panic.

I was cool with that as a kid. Forty years later, and i’m still cool with it.