Anything but me

i might like to talk about the snow globe, and how i became trapped inside it. is that a good story? no matter that it isn't true, this isn't what i asked. i said is it good. i might like to talk about j and her memories of childhood and how they eerily align with mine, leaving me to wonder if one of us is lying. again, i didn't ask if it was a true story, only if it was any good. i might rather talk about my career and the invitation to a pretend promotion. the fact that two of our children (so far) have taken their own lives this year doesn't count against me. but if i were to talk about my career it might appear that i don't really care about anything but me.