When I was a kid I was afraid of being driven around at night in the dark because I believed that the majority of people driving during those late hours were troublesome teenagers and teenagers intimidated me. I was comforted at times, such as when I observed the taillights of cars in front of us…
I remember being about 10 years old and trying to think as far into the past as I could. I could get almost back to being in the uterus, but then I would get dizzy. I can’t do that anymore, it’s too far in the past.
I can’t say I imagine any random envelope would like to be opened by me. It’s not that I’m violent, I’m gentle, but when the deed is done, the envelope usually is torn beyond repair. Envelope ER personnel would have little else to do but declare the time of death. I first pick one end…