People ask....why what how..what indeed are you going to do with time...I simply think of the poem Invictus smile shrug my shoulders sigh and reply this and that....
" It matters not how strait the gate.
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate.
I am the captian of my soul. "
William Ernest Henley.
Good night...may your God go with you...so goeth...