I may be considered a bit of a curmudgeon, but I am also am optimist.
I have to be.
Though it took me longer than I would have liked, I am a remarkably happy person, having realized me dreams of becoming a teacher and an author despite:
Dying twice.
Being arrested and tried for a crime I did not commit.
Living in my car.
Being robbed at gunpoint.
Sharing a room with a goat.
Putting myself through college while working fulltime and part-time and part-time all at the same time.
Suffering an anonymous, public and slanderous attack to my reputation and career.
Seriously, how could a guy not be optimistic after a string of catastrophes like that?
Which is why I love this idea:
Published on November 15, 2010 18:41