Hooray! I Can Walk On The Grass – At Last

I was born a rebel. One of the strongest urges I feel all the time is to rebel. If I wanted to overcome that urge, and I don’t very often, I would have to either speak very sternly to myself, get angry, or just surrender to being normal like everyone else. Three not very nice choices. So usually I just rebel. Gentle Reader, I wish I could tell you I was proud of this. But I’m not; it’s just how it is round here. One of the expressions I use to explain how it feels to be me in this […]

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