If there were a biography about you, what would the title be?
An acquaintance once said over a beer in a bar far, far away:
“Mike you’re not wired right.”
I’m not. In a crowded room I’m alone. I’m not interested in the conversations or socialising. My mind is elsewhere—on a dusty trail in Morocco or an alpine pass. There are many places in my memories that are far more interesting than a football result or who is currently in the spotlight.
I might be playing music in my head or writing the next chapter in my latest novel. I know it’s unsocial but that’s me! Not wired right!