I had, avoided the landmines of my childhood, best as I can, and now, I’m an adult, they’d still, stayed, ACTIVE inside my mind!
Avoided the landmines of my childhood, wish I was like one of those light-as-a-feather rats that the army used, to detonate those unexploded landmines, but I’m not. Avoided the landmines of my childhood, I’m an adult now, but, that doesn’t mean, that those landmines I’d, avoided stepping on as a child won’t blow up in my face again, there’s, still that very HIGH chance that they might, explode, and blow me to pieces…
like this, wish I had a dog to help me navigate but I hadn’t…not my photograph…
Avoided the landmines of my childhood, I had, and, I’d, defused ALL the bombs which were, thrown AT me, to KILL me, and I’d, walked away, with only minor injuries, almost stepped one a few in my lifetime, and, now, I’m, an EXPERT, in mastery of walking through the landmines of life.
Life, the Obstacle Course 