About a year ago I wrote a short story. A true story about myself…..Wait, I know what you are thinking…”Oh no, here he goes, Its always, about all about him” No, well yes, in a way. It’s a story of my life, then and now but not so much now. It’s a story about experience but more of a tale about the do’s and don’ts, the what to do’s and what not to do’s. Its sort of about the way it was then and a little of how it is now and how I hope doesn’t change for the worse in the future. Hey, I know you all thought I was perfect but years ago I was a pretty messed up guy…I mean at the time who wasn't? Well, anyways, I thought why not, so I sent it off to a publisher, so just maybe it will be a story in their magazine in the future. I received a reply via a very nicely worded EM that it will be considered, among others to be printed. They will let me know……OK, when I received that Email I cried…I involuntary cried tears of joy. I could stop myself. Believe me, I care if they print it but in some ways I don’t. Just to get that Email and to think that maybe my experience will help someone, was just too much for me to handle at that moment…You think, “Why did you send it in”? Well,..... I knew it was time.