Exactly 18 years ago on this day, I nearly died. A somewhat morbid reflection on everything that has happened since.
Ding, Dong I was all agog with Ding-dong bells loosed inside my Dull cranium spinning with plans to Wed in May or February or September and What have you, all. She was/is my Strindberg girl, Ms. Julie, Not unlike a summer’s day who Does not like thieves I swear. Bring me to the altar […]