eyes in the back of your head

When does looking both ways before crossing the street not help?
-The time you get rear-ended.


I'm not sure what I'm about to write, but it probably won't end well.

This won't be anything funny. In fact, it might not make any sense at all. But I write often enough to entertain, and rarely do so anymore to put all the pieces next to each other for a good looking over.

My life:

I have been blessed with abilities and plain luck for which no man should ever reasonably ask.

But I have no family.
Certainly not like you would think.



Whatever family seemed was a myth enrolled by misery, alcoholism, violence, terror, vertical jealousy, and hesitation. Either you know some of this or you don't. Doesn't matter.

My brother and I got through it together.

More ability/luck: I found Christine. If you know her well, she is one of your favorite friends. Smart, sweet, stronger than you'd ever first gather. I want to spend the rest of our lives learning from each other.

These are the two people that I'm supposed to grow old with.

I want them both. Family.

But I have no family. Certainly not like you would think.
I have love, unconditional.

But mainly, I have me. You can't stop me.