Seven years ago.

An oldie, but a goodie. This was taken in the summer of 2003 when I was helping my dad build a garage, shortly before I went to Goddard. I would have been 26. Today, I turned 33.

Subjectively, I am a consciousness traveling through what I perceive to be space and time. I thought in the fourth dimension long before Kurt Vonnegut explained it in Slaughterhouse 5.