Memoirs of an Old Indigo Child
The Life and Times of a 6/2 Splenic Projector Before Human Design
Description:... They say (whoever they are) you know you are getting older when you tell more stories than you make. So, here I am telling all my stories (that I can remember) at once, well, maybe not all of them, so, what does that say about me?I am writing and dedicating this book to my daughter Deirdre. I've been told by friends that I should write my stories down so that I might share them with others. I didn't think much of that until I realized that my daughter didn't know anything about my past or my life in general. There are only a few people that know a few of the stories I've generated this lifetime. I don't think there's anyone that knows my whole story. So, I'd better get some of it down before I forget the details. Know that I have a tendency of making up words so just disregard that point if you can. (Unless you're a teacher like my friend Rick who would call me out every time)(I have fun trying to get one by, he has fun catching them)P.S. this spell checker is great though it's cutting down on my made up words, it's like Rick looking over my shoulder.Yeah and grammar, this word doc looks like a Christmas tree with all the red and green lines. I had a friend volunteer to edit my book. I may or may not redo it with the changes. This book is my story, told in the way I talk, and think. Do I want to conform to the dictates of the grammar police?I've seen in some books that the author changes the names to protect the innocent but in this case I just can't remember the names of many of the characters so, I will just, well you'll see.
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