I once wrote a list of things That represented me :
Smoke from a discarded cigarette, Rain on the Ocean, A saturday matinee.
I wrote that I was a penny On a train track, waiting.
Well guess what, folks- The engine has arrivd. ljm
THIS IS A REVISION. I was a lot younger when I wrote the first part...trying to figure out who I was - I listed a lot of things that I thought represented me. Now, I add the coda to those thoughts as my world comes crashing down around me.