Finally, I am glad to meet you, Osiris

i thought it was strange to see it like that-the scarlet hue of the thing. it wasn't. even grey, it would find a way of looking the way it did. seven thousand tomorrows later and i have not lost an hour of sleep over it. still, it helps for a man to look back and appreciate what he had, while he was having it. i admit i am, and have been, a voyeur. i also admit that i have been know to eat a whole box of Chips Ahoy in a sitting. i try never to park illegally not because i am decent but because i am a coward. i also blame other people for stealing my stamps. but still, even back in my youth i tried to stand for something worth standing for. i always liked the taste of green vegetables, and usually i have not driven a car to worry about parking. on that scale, the thing looked just like they do in anatomy textbooks. it was not curiously worn around the edges. it had a black spot or two here and there, but as i mentioned, upon closer examination, most of that black was grey calling itself black so as not to be misrepresenting itself. the thing had a lot of grey, it was mostly grey, i admit it. Osiris, how am i doing here?