AutoBio - Part One

Time for a story - my story

At least, as much of it as i can recall

& up to "the now"

since i've never dabbled in future-gazing

This story will be free-form

Meaning i do not have an outline nor a plan

So imma go where the tale takes me

I was born in the year 1993

A prime number, for sure

My childhood home was flocked by corn & sheep

So u could say it was rather rural

My mom & i settled with her parents initially

Eventually we moved up the hill to our own trailer

By moving up the hill

Mom & i lived even close to the cemetary

We joke how they're the quietest 300+ neighbors

Alrighty - that ought to set the stage

Now on to some of my earliest memories

B.T.W. what is ur earliest memory?

I was not born with crystal-clear vision

No, naturally, my eyes paint a blurry picture

I cannot be certain,

But the phrase "stop sitting so close to the TV"

Vaguely rings a bell from those early years

When I was maybe 4 or 5

Definitely before i went to kindergarten

Mom & i pack into our car & away we go!

Off to pick up my first pair of glasses

As we travel, odd thoughts race . . .

- Im headed off to school soon

- I hear they put signs on the bathrooms

- What if i read the signs WRONG

- Causing me to go into the girls' bathroom

- . . .

Not sure why or how

But clearly i already feared embarrassment

At a mere 4 ~ 5 years of age

But that is all the details my brain has held

My mom on the other hand

She can remember the return trip

Exclamations of wondrous sights

How clear, how easy to see

Shouted from me, her young son

Even today, im amazed

How small chunks of ... stuff

Can turn my naturally blurry picture

Into an HD portrait!

Ive upgraded to contact lenses

Over those clumbsy glasses

But the sentiment remains the same

Vision is by far my favorite sense

/* Addendum
The above tale

was typed on my LG Velvet

explaining the strange style
end of addendum */