My Memoirs

I've been thinking of publishing my memoirs. If you have five minutes, you should be able to finish my book/page. At the age of forty-four, I'm pretty sure I've used up more than half of the years I've been allotted here on earth. I still have yet to do anything earth shattering, or at least noteworthy. Instead, I've fallen into line with millions of others, who unknowingly, have shuffled through life just existing. I may have accomplished a few, small, noteworthy things that matter to a couple of people, but nothing quite interesting enough to make it on page 12 of the penny saver newspaper. So my memoirs should be rather short. On the other hand, I could write a book on all the things that interest me, but have yet to do. Now that could go for a few more pages. I can ramble on just about any subject, whether I know something, or am just buffaloing my way through. I may be onto something here. I'm sure I can embellish enough to make my 'intended memoirs, but never found the time', sound much more appealing than someone's actual memoirs. If this hair brain idea were to actually succeed, I would have something to put into my memoirs.