Being a flower child had its summers and winters, but on the whole, it was very helpful to becoming a colorful person. I decided that if I was a peacock on the inside, then I should be a peacock on the outside, so I began wearing colorful clothing. This made flower children feel good, but it was very early in the movement, and we didn't really fit into the white shirt and tie world. The younger people reading this won't remember those days, but the pendulum always returns, so they will discover my meaning in time. I was just a little more innocent than my acquaintances.
Philosophy has a way of explaining itself.
During these years I concentrated on discovering who I was and what life was really about. So in the end we were on a more equal footing financially, meaning we were all broke, but at least I already knew who I was and understood the meaning of life. It's something to ponder. Life is full of conundrums. So, in the end, this is how I came to be a part-time mad scientist, which is really just another way of saying that one is a young wizard.