"I'd been alive less than a day when I first cheated death."
That's going to be the first line of my autobiography if and when I ever get around to writing the thing. See, I've got this crazy habit of nearly getting killed every since months or so. Car crashes, 3rd degree burns across my chest and arm, cancer... I've lived through it all. And I've got the many, many scars to prove it.
But this past year has been remarkably near-death experience free. In fact, these last twelve months have probably been the best of my life. I'm living in a great city and fulfilling my childhood dream of writing my own graphic novel series and comic strip. Yes, life is indeed good.
Which probably means that I'll be hit by a bus any day now...
