I arrived conclusively at the decision for a biography of myself in a moment of thought that probability stretched and leapt into a chain of moments morphing and forging a collective indivisible yet identifiably pieced whole the same way I process almost everything – in gasps and lurches and waves of lucid visualization. I am not one given to so much writing, but words and images float my cranial space animated by fiery energy and a hunger to see things done and celebrated. My life’s trajectory has been quite mobile. I sit and reminisce my younger days and now with a keen bird’s eye view I look upon the most memorable aspect of my 40 years and piece together this tapestry of a single acorn in a field of dreams and nightmares that life is and how I have adroitly been helped to navigate my destiny up to this point.