I have lived a puzzling life. I have always felt that I cannot willfully do my best or I will have an unfair advantage over everyone. Adversely if I don't make any effort at all I will then come under fire for wasting my natural gifts.
In order to explain what has happened to me, I will now relate how it is that I came to be.
My Mother was a beautiful, brilliant, and very sad Valley Girl who, like many women of that description, had as her token companion a psychotic, abusive, and suitably unintelligent boy toy. This prodigal gem of a man would practice Karate moves on my Mother, and one night, even saw fit to fire at her with a loaded pistol.
Around this same time another man, (my Father to be,) had traveled from the Midwest to start a new life and an electronics career in California. He also happened to be staying in the same apartment complex as my Mother and her boyfriend.
On the night that shots were fired, my Mother was running for her life and began pounding on one of the neighboring doors of an adjacent apartment building. My Father heard the commotion and gave my Mother refuge in his home, fearless and largely indifferent to the savage who fired his gun in rage outside.
In the fullness of time, my Father and Mother were married, and had two beautiful children. I was the first born, and years later, my Sister arrived.
Thank You