Amidst the national discussion of the sacredness of life,
I offer this ru-run of my very first piece on Blogit. Life Finds a Way There was a time I knew exactly who I was, and where I had to go. But I am older now, and know that I know nothing of the sort. Not who I am, or who I'm meant to be, and most certainly I do not know where I'm bound. It could be anywhere. It could be anywhen. I don't know. I don't know anything. Oh, I have my suspicions, and plenty of intentions, but if I know the least bit of Truth, it's that all such things go awry, for that... Sign in to see full entry.