Let's Revisit the Source
In attempting to re-evaluate my entire life, I decided to take a look at the autobiography I wrote in the third grade.
Perhaps it will provide some guidance.
I'll skip to Chapter VI: When I Grow Up:
"I want to be a teacher and work for the travel agency, and be a writer. I'm going to live with my family till I get enough money to buy a house and buy a cat to live with me. I want to do a lot of things when I grow up."
I'm glad I was so explicit.
Well, let's go back then to Chapter III: Early Childhood:
"When I was two, I started pre-school. My school was called Merry Moppet. I lived in Belmont. My mother drove me to school every day I had a very nice babysitter, she would take me to the store and buy me ice cream. i used to go to school at 8:30 and come back at 5:30. I used to play a lot. One time I threw up. My mom's friend took me to her house because my mom wasn't home. I didn't have any brothers or sisters then because they weren't born. But I had some friends."
I see I mastered the art of suspense at an early age.
Well, that didn't help.
Maybe I'll go dance in my living room.
I'm not going to be explicit.