I am Jack’s Raging Bile Duct.

This past weekend at a party someone joked, “Who are you?”

The most dreaded question in the room.

Who am I? i?

I’m me.

a thinker.

A writer.

A person who gets jiggy to Thriller.

I’m Jack’s raging bile duct.

The truth is–

I don’t know who i am. And it’s looking like I never will.

not knowing is OK. Doubting. Searching. All the scary stuff I left behind in my Dykstra dorm room–it’s back. It never left.

And it’s here to stay. From today, I toast to not knowing. To all which frightens the core of my being.

“To discover the night is to discover the light”