When I was young, I thought I truly had it all figured out. Life and I were pretty tight. Anytime I wanted something, life was there, with exactly what I needed. It seemed it would always be that way. Unfortunately, when you're dead, life kind of shrugs its shoulders and says, "Sorry, wish I could help."
Well, dead is a relative term. What would you call it if you still feel like you are walking around, interacting with the world, but you have no control over wh...
Published on October 15, 2012 04:08