Before I post any of the clutter that occupies my gray matter, I had to share something. I’ve just had another experience that reinforces the fact that life is a never-ending cycle. When I was a little dude, probably around 10 or 11, my biggest dream was to be in the music business. I dreamed day and night about being onstage with everyone in the audience’s attention focused squarely on me. I even took up writing to make sure that I had plenty of material for when I made it. As I got older, that boyhood dream faded a little bit but my love for writing never did. But recently, I had a chance to live out that little boy’s dream and it was beyond description! I’ve done some of the wildest things that a sane person can do, but nothing I can think of can match the adrenaline rush I got from being on that stage for just a few minutes.