OK, it's going to be a one hundred word free verse poem for blogpost #1OO. Just something simple. I'm enjoying refining my own personal sense of verbose brevity, after all [!] Anyway, a warm thank you to everyone who's stopped by this blog so far, and read, liked or commented on my posts since I began blogging. Every word has been much appreciated. No matter where we are in our journey, I think most anxious depressives are very appreciative of warmth, kindness and support... it's not just useful, it's essential. Thank you for being my chum. 'HAPPY CENTENNIAL BLUES' What am I? Silly soliloquist? Depressive dilletante? Happy haikuist? Anxious serenitist? Male feminist? Romantic cynic? Wonderfully wise? Introspective idiot? Suave chump? Boozy oaf? Deliciously foolish? "Admiral Buffy"? "Captain Posh"? All of the above? It's all good. So, will I ever grow up? I doubt it. My personal credo? Non-responsibility. Child-like... but not child-ish. I hope. Not because I'm indifferent; Rather, because I care too much About the world's pain and its problems. It is what it is. Anyway, my First Mate and reader; Set a course for the way home: Second star to the right -- And straight on 'til morning.