Niteriter

I was born a child but somehow became a man. I am still hunting down whoever is responsible for that.

I have met many wonderful women on my journey down the road. Some of them thought I was wonderful, too... at first. Then they left with all my things... except my dirty laundry. I am in awe of women.

I accept the passing of each today, embrace the birth of each tomorrow, and ponder the folly of my continuing expectation to find wisdom in nonsense. Now and then, when I have an exceptional thought, I lift my pen and write it down. I write very little.

I did many foolish things in my youth. Some of them taught me valuable lessons, some of them taught me only about foolish things. I still do foolish things.

Now I am here.