Sometime near the 80s my father offered to buy a $30,000
Delorean for me. I politely thanked him anyway.
My girlfriend gave me her 1984 Mustang.
And later I bought a ’92 Dodge Daytona.
My father offered to buy a house for me,
but he did not. I paid my way through college on Voc Rehab
until I could no longer understand what I read.
I got an associate’s degree. Why should my life story interest you?
Trust me. I did something once important
and I hesitate to say. At some point I may remember
things I can discuss and until then I intend to turn
towrds my Jazz Piano and Guitar and French and Italian.
I want to show myself recovering. I am learning
Paint it Black right now and French and Italian.
I am moving downtown to a nice place.
I am going to start reading material from the past
and see if there is parts of my past that I feel comfortable
discussing. But for now, I am remembering a Delorean.
I started my WP Site three years ago
to have something to do while I recovered.
I fell and I am learning why.
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