connotations CT USA old
Hartford, Connecticut over 65
I have a bullet in my brain near the 8th cranial nerve. My father shot me before 3rd grade with a bullet hand packed with powder up under my skull. I'm now old and dying. Infection and gangrene are their theories. I live in an elevator security building one of a lot of them. I love music, laughter, cleaning and am at odds with people who turned into their teachers. Silence freaks are hell. I am not looking for a pitty party or bragging. Am 80% athiest 20% Catholic most days.