The past is a puzzle. Like a broken mirror. As you piece it together; You cut yourself; Your image keeps shifting. And you change with it. It could destroy you. It could drive you mad. It could set you free.
I don't know everyone, or pretend to know everyone. I only know the most important people.
I am me, and I'm the only one in the world like me. I am subject to mood swings and flights of fancy. I'm a scientist, and above all an explorer. My life is open to all who wish to know it.