A year ago I was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. In a routine check-up, my doctor discovered an inoperable travel tumor located deep in my frontal lobe. Since then I have been declining medical treatment, and insisting on drinking more protein shakes so that it will grow. As my tumor slowly gets bigger and bigger, my dreams are finally being squeezed out of my ears and are demanding more and more of my attention. That's why I've been travelling for about a year and a half now.
Things are going well in this reincarnation. As far as mistakes in past lives. Yes, I've made a few. I'd like to apologize for a few things.
The Black Plague - I never should have let Sicky play with the other rats. Who knew it would turn out so badly?
The Salem Witch Trials - I was really trying to get back at one ex girlfriend and it got way out of hand.
The San Francisco Fire of 1904 - It's really important to watch where the ants you burn with a magnifying glass go.
Two subjects interest me to the point of obsession.