I am Michael Todd Gallowglas. Lately I have been giving a lot of thoguth to my past. Even though I loath the memory of much of my child hood and teenage years I miss certain aspects of growing up. I wish there was some way I could recapture my long absent innocence. have grown some what cold and cynical I have been looking more and more to my memories in order to find solace in those days of simple joys and pleasures.

I think I spent far to much time over the last five to seven years attempting to escape reality because I did not wish to "grow up". Now I realize it was mostly my fear of not having a direction for my life. Now that I have found my path I do not need to escape any longer. Old habits die hard, however, and I still am having difficulty in sitting down and working towards my dreams rather than sitting down and making them happen. I'm glad that I have good freinds surrounding me to make sure I stay on track. Thanks guys; you know who you are.

In just the last couple of months, being September and October of 1998, I have begun to write a little more prolifically again. I have not done so in quite some time. I have been reading the book Zen in the Art of Writing by Mr. Ray Bradbury. The book feature several essays on creativity and how to develope ideas for writing. In it Mr. Bradbury cites many instances from his childhood, sparking my memories of my own. I have writin several short essays on my thoughts of my own childhood and that of our changin society. I will most likely continue to write more. I will post them here as they flow from my fingures into my key board.