When I was a kid, it was vitally important or me to wind up with only three keys when I was older. I needed one key or my room, one key or my ride, and one key I just have because it went to a lock I once had. To me, that was an important goal. The meaning behind it was a simple one: To keep lie simple and without drama. I think the irst ork in the road came when I was 20 and met Cindy. It would have been easy or me to hook into a lielong job, marry the whore, have kids, and then get a divorce and lose the house I never really owned, the car I never really drove, and the kids I never really saw because I was working all the time (My ather worked all the time, but he made time or me when he could). I had that chance. I know that road because I have seen people go down that road and "act" happy. Some o them ind Jesus as a way to cope with their utter misery. Others use drugs or booze or eat or watch too much television to get through the day or weekend or whatever. And hey, who would I be to say they're wrong in doing so? That's what we do here: we spend more on our drugs and tobacco than we do on teachers and education. Getting back to the point here. I am middle aged now and I only have two keys and in the next two to ive years will be selling what little I have. I will then only have one key. I suspect my plans will not go as planned, but I plan on taking to the road or a while. I think I need to see my country and talk to her people. And I cannot do that i I have too many keys.