Somebody just kill me now, I am doing things in a reckless manner. Isn’t getting older about getting wiser or getting better at thinking or decision-making? Somehow all the choices I have made the past week haven’t exactly been the best ones or at least there might have always been other better choices. There goes the old argument again about my failure of imagination. At any rate, I think I’ll save that up for another post sometime in the distant future.