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Having a website doesn’t make me a writer any more than you’re visiting makes you read what’s written. But, there’s always a but…
One exists to do something. Meandering in the Garden of Eden didn’t do it for Adam. Dissatisfied at tending daffodils, he just had to bite the apple. Changed everything. The written word hadn’t been invented back then. Just had Eve, fig leaves, a serpent, two trees, and God.
During life’s seasons, I didn’t always want to write. Didn’t see much money it; had to raise a family; plus didn’t have much to say. Playing cornerback on the New York Jets, pushing all-in on a high stakes poker pot, or being elected Mayor of New York City, were then on a young man’s bucket list. Life’s winter has arrived.
For me, here and now in cyberspace, I chew slices of pepperoni pizza, swallow and spit out words. Past dreams and experiences may be found in a book, story, essay or poem created this year or next. Words will change my existence, but certainly not the world’s.
John Bauer, Writer