Looking back now, looking back years after the fact, is tough. I’m trying my best to gather my thoughts, to organize everything I want to tell you, everything you need to know, everything you need to understand how I grew up. How I became a real person. But there is then — all the stuff that happened before the trip. And there is the trip. And there is now, years after all the thens. And like a dream, one thing leads to another. That might be the name of a song. Regardless, I’m trying to organize, trying to help you understand it all. But, like so many things, it isn’t a linear story. Not really.
So you and I are going to take a trip. Together.
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