In the complex clockwork that is life, the universe, and everything, I am merely a cog.

Barely a cog, really;  the tip of a tooth on a miniscule cog and in my entire life, I shall never hear a single tick.

Time is agonizingly short.

But I am here, and I am doing what I can to make the best of my life, the vast fields of knowledge before me, and the millions of thoughts that fly through my mind each day.

In the end, I may not be able to say that I was always right, but I’d like to say I tried.

Here is what I am.    I am not perfect.

But thankfully, nobody is.