There is nothing in life for me unless I’m on the road to finding out something. My observation powers are acute, and they can pick up all sorts of information that most others would neglect to notice. Anything new is of interest, anything old is more often discarded like an old shoe. The continuous movement of my mind drives me forward to new ares of interest and investigation, for the light urgency of the air causes me to fly with wings on my heels. There are so many roads and exciting ideas all beckoning at once, which can often leave me restless and high in tension.  I’ve been accused of being quite fickle and flirtatious, but actually that is unfair. It is thought, not emotion that nurtures my soul, and the flight of the intellect moves with such speed it can float on the winds of change. I sincerely believe what I say at the time, but the dawn of tomorrow brings another day, with another thought, and another new interest to follow. This was me and it is still me for a great part, but once and only once my emotions conquered the intellect, it was grandiose, it took all my might to let the intellect subdue, but with no limits and no regrets I would do it all over again…