What happened to 2012. It is speeding by me with not even a glance in my direction. Major life events must be that time machine that every Sci-fi author and geek tries to invent in their basement or garage. Should I tell them the secret? or just keep letting them create marvels of machinery and science?
Somewhere in the time travel, I found myself with brush in hand. Bright, tropical colors appeared in my journal.
…Well, I had a great post going about the secret of life and time travel but the blog ate my post. I guess the world is not ready for the secrets to be revealed so instead, here are gratuitous pictures of my journal.