So I think I have had enough time to think about not thinking about getting my Life back together. Four months, maybe 28 years, that seems like a good amount of time to take to get it – everything – together. And So this time, in an attempt to be a This Time Is Different, I am actually going to try out a blog like concept, with all the pressures of publishing, the perceived sincerity of having an audience to cater to, even if it is only anonymous. And the subject is Me. The plot is my attempt to find a way, or 1000 ways, to successfully end my life as an underachiever and avoid all the challenges and continued tragedies of such a trajectory. To be the born-again me, one who has a real shot a day to day life I can be routinely proud of. And a future in something other than mediocrity.
Reinventing One’s Reinvention
