I was just here. I published what I had so far, and now I'm back. What am I missing. If there is one thing you can say about my fifty seven years of life it was that I was always missing something. I always had those big plans with the tiny imperfections that made them all useless. I've spent my life in the big safe easy chair of my daydreams. The less real I am the safer I feel. And I love to feel safe. Who doesn't? Security is the watch word. If you don't have security what do you have? People live on different levels, though.