June 27, 2013
And it was true that there were. He could have done anything he set his mind to. But year after year went by, and he couldn't ever settle on what that should be. His mind flitted about, landing here and there, taking samples and small sips, rolling the flavors around like a connoisseur. But like the wine tasters, he always ended up spitting his mouthful back into the bucket, just to go onto the next one to do the same. Until at some point, when the latest in a long line of contract jobs had ended, two big events happened.