Well, I thought...

and then my head hurt. It's been four months now since my "incident" landed me in the hospital. My orbital replacement still hurts from time to time as the nerves regrow around the metal implant that I now carry in my face. With great sadness, I admit to myself that my instincts are never wrong...perhaps a little off course from time to time, but never truly wrong. It still hurts, but I face each new moment and each new day listening to myself very carefully. The last thing I want to end up as is an embittered old man. Everyone deserves better than that.