avenged

Do you all remember when I was young and vital and interesting and funny and had something to say? Do you remember when I used to be able to shoot quips from my belt like the most mythic of gunfighters, never once losing my footing or a draw? Do you remember when my brain worked toward the advancement of all humankind, when the things I was creating and doing mattered and helped people? Do you remember when I was the most handsome person you could imagine and people would swoon in my presence? Do you remember when everything I said and wrote made sense and enlightened people who they encountered the veritable onslaught of new thoughts and ideas pouring from my brain into reality every single day?

No? You don't?

Neither do I. What happened?