... then all my reservations fell gently at my feet

My heart is free                         Tift Merritt 




This is a story about how I was

not how I ended up or where I might go 


Because I was carefree

and by free- I mean unfettered,  lacking limits

which meant of course-  also,  careless  


There was a time that I would say whatever I wanted

and the reactions of others were 

not my problem 


                                                                  So many years ago 

so many candles burned 


Do you keep track of every mistake? 

After the first dozen, does it matter?





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