“I’m sorry. Forrest Gump has already been written! No one would believe what I’ve done.”
For years and years, I’ve told my stories and every person I ever told them to always say the same thing. “You should write a book!”
And that was always my answer.
No one would believe the life I’ve led. From cruising the universe behind a powerful telescope, to staring down people with guns. Fighting in wars and then putting towns back together. I’ve done more in a lifetime than ten people do in theirs.
And it isn’t over yet!
So, I wrote a book.
Then another.
And a third.
And two more.
While I’ve taken some liberties with events, there’s a basis of truth in them. Truths that would make most people cringe.
And all I went through makes me able to go one better than Forrest. Yes, life is like a box of chocolates. But until you bite into one, you’ll never know if you’ll like it or not.
And by then, it’s too Late!
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Yeah, but I’ll bet you never rode on a dead Vespa with a rope around the handlebars tied to an Opel station wagon pulling you down a winding forest road in the Bavarian mountains while sober.
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Well, there’s one I never did. I’d love to hear the story.
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