Question of the Day!

If it’s allowed another that finally appeared from the mist of what used to be my memory is;

“You’re a better man than I, Gunga Din.”

I am ashamed of what my memories have become. I try to make light of it and joke about it, but it’s difficult explaining what it makes me feel. Worthless comes to mind, but my partner gets angry when I say it so I don’t.

I think the design of humans is really crappy. Mother Nature needs some schooling in design. It would be nice not to have to go through all the agonies of dying I’ve observed. I’ve worked out how to not do that,