The first decade of my adult hood, was wild,
it was passionate,
it was creative, and
I am who I am because of it,
and in that way I celebrate it,
but in a very real way
it was a waste of material.
Informal recording of mental activity: Some of these thoughts reoccur in different forms and eventually coalesce into more formal writings, and some are more catharsis than exposition. (A.K.A. Extra Gravy)