I can remember being very small and thinking that women got pregnant by kissing men. I also thought that the father would sort of transfer if a pregnant woman kissed another man. This is deep shit. I learned differently by and by.

I remember thinking I would spend some significant time in purgatory,
and that David Lee Roth was sexy. I thought people were just like me. The point is, we change and see the light. All the time. I don't think the light changes, but we just see it so dimly. We can't handle it all.

I have been through a blender the last few years. I understand that not everyone can understand or empathize with this. I can barely grasp it. But, the clock keeps going, and so do I.

One thing that does not change is love. I still believe that it is not only the greatest of the gifts, but that it is forever. It covers the multitude of wrongs and can endure anything. That's what is inside of me. The common thread that will stitch its way through my years. It's about giving myself away. I like it.