The concept of reinventing oneself appeals to me. After enduring prolonged despair and adversity, I cling to the belief that I can escape my afflictions and constraints to thrive. A dim light within my soul insists that despite my age and frailties, I can still grasp happiness, health, and self-actualization. A New Day Has Dawned. The phrase resonates with me. Today, I am unwell. The cause is unclear, but a discomfort lingers in my gut. Simultaneously, my mind wrestles with the chaos that has plagued me for over two decades. Optimism may seem illusory, yet my quest for joy is unyielding. While I may not always find it, my desire for it remains insatiable. Murder Mayhem Madness. The title is bold, and I inwardly smile at the reactions it provokes. Yet, it fittingly encapsulates the essence of my tentative memoirs. It's as sensational as it is factual. A New Day Has Dawned. I just like the sound of it. I don’t know what it is but there is an uneasiness in my gut. In conjunction my mi...