Happy Year w/no memory – February 6, 1992

I think if I could have a year of happiness I would most definitely take up on that from whoever was selling that. I guess after the year was up  I’d wonder what had happened to me and what I had been doing and why everything looked different. That would be a very disorienting feeling. I’m just thinking about what I’d do during this time. I know I’d most definitely have an awesome car, to be precise, a 1969 Mach I Ford Mustang. I’d have my own house in the country and a condo in Los Angeles. I’d like to see everything there is to see on the West Coast from San Francisco to Seattle to Los Angeles and the Vegas Strip. I like all the big city lights and all that. Of course, I’d have to have enough money to buy all the lovely things I saw for family, friends and myself. I’d like to go to Europe and South America and Australia. I’d like to make at least a few people happy while I was having so much fun. I think it’d be good to not remember what I no longer had.