What do you you tell them, when they ask what went wrong? I'm never sure where to begin or what lesson,if any, there is to learn. If i start at the beginning I'll get lost in hyperbole, in the musing of a half remembered life from a time so distant now it might as well have happened to someone else. If I start at present and work my way back I'll surely get lost in the dreams of what could have been. So I suppose I'll have to begin the only place I know... nowhere in particular and from there we shall go wherever we may. This my story.