So, why are we here? Because we’re here.

When I was growing up, I always thought I’d have an average adult life. Job, kids, dreamy h…..

OR MAYBE that’s what remember from ‘The Wonder Years’. Heh.

Not real life.

I don’t think I had any substantive reason to believe in that kind of Cleaver type of life.

Growing up in early 80’s suburbia fed in to my fantasies of ¬†what life would be like. Noone told me that I wouldn’t be a teacher if I didn’t go to college. Nobody mentioned that if I wasn’t patient and waited for life to take it’s course and mature me before I made any decisions like marriage or job path that I might later regret it.

So I think that’s what this blog will be about. Life, the choices I’ve made, the hands that were dealt to me (by fate or the Universe or God–or maybe Karma); and how that all has effected my life today and how I see things from where I sit. Maybe you’ll see a little of yourself in me, or maybe you’ll just think I’m nuts. Maybe both.