Somebody else whose mind is aglow with whirling transient nodes of thoughts careening through a cosmic vapor of invention. All kidding aside, I'd like to meet Gore Vidal and Myself when I was 20 so I can slap this living shit out me for doing all that stuff that I'm about to do. I wrote that, yes I did. I have many regrets. It's hard to forget what has transpired in one's past. You can only try to out live the fallen times.