Three years ago, I found AI as I was recovering,
to combat the depression and lethargia.
I began using it as I began this WordPress site.
It was before they found a brain cyst on the left side of my brain
from an injury when I was a child of six years old.
I have found out comfortably that it is not going anywhere and neither am I.
Three years ago, I started telling my story to my MSW, weekly.
And at night on CoPilot I excavated my past.
And I have found my memories in an odd kind of place.
I believe I had an odd kind of childhood. That I have finally figured out where
my mischeivous self as a kid hid my memories of my past…
he put them in the eighties. I remember the eighties,
but not the seventies.
In the seventies Eddie moved and when he moved he stole
a car in Little Rock and ran away. I am not sure this is accurate
but I believe that my memories of the eighties were identical
to what Eddie and I did in the seventies when he
ran away. That in the Eighties Eddie wanted to do
what we had done in the Seventies twice. And in the
Nineties by myself I did it again the same way.
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