Eternal Dreamers

When I was a kid, I found escape through my (apparently) limitless imagination. I built forts which I protected from marauding Indians and errant spaceship attacks. I ran through the woods, chased by imaginary monsters and/or hit-men. I climbed trees to reach the heavens…sometimes falling back to the earth with a resounding bit of reality marking my skin and sometimes bones.

By the time I reached high school, I converted that imagination into a flow of words that, to this very day, has failed to cease.

Welcome to the mind of a boy, a soldier, a geek, a husband… and, an eternal dreamer.

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