I don’t know how much longer I will live; or where I will end up after I die, if not in the grave.

But I determined one night, 12/22/2012 that I would make two decisions about the rest of my life:

First, I would constantly love myself as my neighbor.

Second, I would never torment myself with fear again.

I may get bored; I may get old; I may get sick; I may get hurt; I may not accomplish another thing for the rest of my life, other than sit here, like Train, and the guy who wrote Now; and enjoy my lot in life, no matter what.