I'm dead. I really AM but my name lives on in psychological circles.
I have become a 'syndrome' a 'disorder'. That is much more than I had expected when I was alive.
A 'Napoleon' complex....how cute is that?
So many people have it, I hear, mostly short men. I can't understand it myself because lots of people I knew in my life were of small stature.
Aah well! Praise the Lord for small mercies...no pun intended.
Tomorrow is another day. A demain...as we say in France.