I am aware that my writing has touched the hearts and minds of others. This is essay likely has a theme many can relate to. I wrote it alone, but was not lonely as others found resonance.

My preference was Legos, by the way. :) All the worlds I have built disassembled. How funny it is looking backwards to find how enthusiastic and greedy for bit of over priced plastic I was. I guess gold comes in all forms.

I enjoy the comments. It's a form of connection. I like knowing the thoughts feelings of my circle. I learn from my circle! Writing is one of those rare activities that pleases and rarefies the self, and if it is done even reasonably well to any degree, it finds it way to others to help and or provoke them, too.

A small star has found his constellation of super stars. :) Thank you for sharing your light, Anthony.