About my life
My life? It isn’t easy to explain. It has not been
the rip-roaring spectacular I fancied it would be,
but neither have I burrowed around with the
gophers. I suppose it has most resembled a bluechip
stock: fairly stable, more ups than downs,
and gradually trending upward over time. A
good buy, a lucky buy, and I’ve learned that not
everyone can say this about his life. But do not be misled. I am nothing special; of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough. The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy. In my mind it’s a little bit of both, and no matter how you choose to view it in the end, it does not change the fact that it involves a great deal of my life and the path I’ve chosen to follow. I have no complaints about my path and the places it has taken me; enough complaints to fill a circus tent about other things, maybe, but the path I’ve chosen has always been the right one, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Time, unfortunately, doesn’t make it easy to
stay on course. The path is straight as ever, but now it is strewn with the rocks and gravel
To some extent i deserve what i got in life


