"Not your time!....Son!"

Changing the way I looked at life has helped me enjoy every morsel of my time on earth. When I was younger (also known as being an idiot) I would pick apart every situation until it drove me crazy. Although my head told me to be thankful for the things I had, my heart did not. It took me time...... time away sober.... to help me realize how lucky I am. I have to drive this home by typing, writing, or having someone else tell me how lucky I am. One chromosome different and I could have been Jason Kendall. NO ONE wants to spend the summer trying to hammer a baseball only to have it travel 10 feet then having your job taken by Brian Pena midseason. One day I decided to take a look on why I was so miserable. It turns out I was just being a wussy. Job sucks? waaaaa quit and work to find another one, unlucky with ladies? Well spike your hair up and hang out at the power and light. I sometimes want a sweet GTO like engineerds have, well then go to Rolla you big wuss. I would be a 30 year old freshman, but you want that GTO soooo bad right Ray? I stopped picking apart why things happen or don't happen. When you finally accept the fact that everything is always screwed up and you can't control hardly any of it, I found myself being about to enjoy life more. So you had a near death experience, don't sit there and examine it. Just take it as.... "God wants you to go back to earth and clean up your shit....."

Dueces!

Demonpenz

Post script. I got a 16 on my act and to get into the business department at Missouri Western you need a 21. So took the test when I was like 21.... I sent tjhe results to Missouri Western Northwest (for possible grad school) and rolla (for poops and giggles) and I must have scored well because Rolla called me. I would sure hop I scored well, I already had grey hair!