The Giving Tree

I guess it's pretty egotistical to believe that I've got it all figured out now, but I think I've at least made sense of my situation enough to cope with it better than I did the first time around. I joked with Dave a while back, "Thank God I was cursed with this horrid physique, because if I looked normal, I wouldn't be able to get out of bed with all the sex I'd be having." His response echoed the logical, "...you wouldn't be who you are..." I can accept where I am in the world, but it's the future that is terrifying